by EmoAngel44 Feb 25, 2013
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
She remembers the past, as if it was yesterday. So clear, and bright, ticking away. It will never go, just like all the rest she has locked inside. Why can't she forget? Why can't she let go? She must find that answer for herself. All she wants is a perfect life but instead she goes through hell. Her arms are a way of relising this awful pain, the soothing blood red tears stained from her heart. As these desperate tears fall she cries and cries. Drownin deeper into her own mind. |
Touching! |