mine for a mind

sincerly, my downfall

i write my sins in blue ink,
to emphasize how i was a puppet of my own sorrows

i write my tragedies in red ink,
with the blood i produced from the cuts on my arms

i write my goodbyes in black ink,
detailing the recipe of how to make a person fall into an abyss of their own doing

i seal the letter,
exhaling in solace

-a.