There is always a war in my mind. Walls are painted thick with dark red blood. The weapons are my thoughts. They're guns and knives that shoot and stab me at the most random of times. In my sleep is where they are strongest. The nightmares numb me, soften me and leave my core exposed like a topless lady lying dead in the street. It's were the knives get in deep, twist and turn its way into my cold and blackened heart. It's were the guns fire all bullets into the one place. Eventually blowing up my heart. But the damage is still nothing compared to what you have done my love. You destroyed me. You made me the monster I feared the most but ran away to quickly to see what you created. You evil little boy.
I love you.
YOU ARE READING
Through your veins.
Random(SECOND BOOK!!! The first book is called 'into your veins' I suggests you read it or this book will not make sense ☺️ ) Sometimes you are so broken that when another tries to love you, you break...
