Flower Crown | Completed✔

Three

Girl beneath those
tortuous branches of the old tree,the following day you showed up at the same swing.

Yet this time, your dress was as red as the blood running down your wrists

You cried non stop as if no one was here at the abandoned park,

But I am here, hidden in the wind. How I wish you can see me.

Please stop, I wanted to scream.
Don't, I want to say

Yet you can't hear my voice, no matter how loud I will be, it's not enough.

You go slitting your lovely wrists with more scars. Each one I counted, I counted with every tear from my eyes.

Oh girl with the flower crown, please don't hurt yourself

because you're also hurting me.