burstingheart

u go to ur room close the door the darkness of ur tomb keeps the secret in the core u cut the vein that starts to sting ur wrist shows pain but u dont feel a thing u clean up the blood hoping no one will know the secret that floods and starts to show u cover ur arm with a long sleeve shirt showing no harm showing no hurt this can only last for so long time will pass and it'll be dawn soon u'll realize its all wrong but it'll b too late ur already gone by: jen tran (me)