It doesn't really work anymore, does it?
Hiding lies behind eyes so loving.
It doesn't really sound so sweet, does it?
Saying you'll be back before sunset.
It doesn't look real trusting, does it?
Locked behind screens so dulling.
It doesn't feel so soft now, does it?
Pillows soaked in tears of mourning.
Doesn't make sense anymore, does it?
To lie and say you love me.
Your words and actions just cause panic.
My mind goes blank in just a second.
It only takes your smile.
Just your smile causes bile to run miles.
But that's the point, isn't it?
To hide and lie, mourn and cry.
Because by sunset, all the tears dry.
And then there's no point in asking why.
YOU ARE READING
Slasher imagines
FanfictionAs said in the title.. I am just a lonely girl who is obsessed with horror movies, and even more, the slashers in said horror/thriller movies. I have been very busy recently, but I am trying so hard to keep the posts up! I hope you have a great day...
