Walk into the bathroom
with your feet touching...
Room is empty
with a tint of grayish green lighting...
Life...
A monastery of sadness...
Not really done with this - I also have it...
Your Face is Full of Secrets...
Dead feelings surround me
The blackness begins to cave in...
I'm sorry that you're no longer around
that it's bothered you so much blood turned brown...
Written in black and white,
right under your eyes...
Shadows bring comfort,
screams bring us joy...
I'm breaking away.
Away from you...
Torn from fingers clinging tight,
The perfect words for this night...
Week one week two,
Week three week four...
KNIFE
knife i want...