there's no stains of tears
no more scratches on back
no more silly sick games
no more poisonous butterflies
it should be like this
my mind needs a safe zone
a place where i'm not battling on my one
nor fighting against my sanity
protecting the soldier of the enemy
my body needs a temple
where souls are pure
and the devil can't come
nor to hunt me and capture
my eyes needs a fountain
where waters clears my vision
no hiding of their true intention
YOU ARE READING
The Life We Chase
Acakuntil then, every stories untold every curses you hold every cries you hide and every secrets you wish to confide everything ends here.
