Roses have spoken,
Vilots are broken,
My life is crumbling down,
But o still stand my ground,
Waiting for the next battle to come,
So here I am,
Writing in the dark,
Why am I still trying,
Why am I still fighting...
YOU ARE READING
my story/poems of my world
RandomTRAPPED the walls are closing in, the rooms getting smaller, blood getting thiner, my world getting smaller, blade getting shaper, blood falling down, all over the ground, I sit there and wait, but they never come, there sitting at home, having fun...
