I have hit a point in my life where I feel all I am is walking torture for a select few people. I died tonight. My heart shattered like a glass window, hundreds of thousands of the tiniest pieces scattered about. I was in love... Now I am just dead. He has killed me. Murdered me, stabbed my heart. I am just a shell. An emotionless void right now. Tempted to carve and not stop. Watch the blood flow, and not look back.
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