The butterfly glows as luminescent blood
as it stretches it massive wingspan...
The days pass by in a dizzying blur.
And I find myself counting the seconds until...
Seven cycles of the seasons later,
and I'm still gluing back together...
Love is like the ocean
When filled up to the brim...
Between madness and sanity
between past and prospect...
It's dark out
and it seems...
Nice things always
break...
So what
Who cares...
Nothing I wright
Can be as good as yours...
There are no kind words strong enough
to change the direction I've been going on...
I can't sleep, I keep hearing voices,
speak to me, making my choices...
TW: sh!!
Please don't read if you're triggered by su1cide...