As blood flows through my arm, it touches my fingers and drops to the floor. A tear drop one by one. Pain. It's the last thing I only chose to feel. Satisfying my craving by feeling the cold blade touching my bare skin. A sorry doesn't change anything. It won't bring anything back. Her honesty was as sharp as Moses's blade that cut through the ocean. My blood has been wasted by sadness and pain. But I don't care. It satisfy my broken soul. I'm lifeless. Useless indeed. I don't belong here. Not on this Earth. I want to run away but i'm surrounded. No way to escape this sin city. Hoping that one day I could go some place where no one knows. If I die, don't you ever cry. I'm meaningless. I'm not worth your pain my love. I'm going to bed, it's getting late. Momma's gonna be crying and Daddy's gonna be praying. It's okay. Your son is fine. He's just going through the path that god has written for him. "I'm fine".
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Oblivion
AcakOblivion - It's basically me expressing my stupid feelings. Nothing interesting just stupid random depressing crap. If you dislike it i understand. I hate it too. I only write for fun and i'm tired of keeping what i feel deep inside. I don't feel li...
