i crawled back over to my bed
the best i can.
there's nothing.
i don't feel anything.
the only thing i can see clear from all the blurriness,,
is a rose laying on my bed.
i blinked once i stood up.
my small hand reached for it.
i picked it up.
i smelled of it, seeing that it doesn't smell the same as it usually does.
i held it tight, my finger getting poked making me wince.
it hurt, i could feel it from all the numbness.
the blood slides down.
my eyes watch it run.
disobey.
it's all my fault.
it's all my fault.
it's all my fault.
i dropped the rose, the sound of it hitting the floor ringing my ears.
tears filled the corner of my eyes.
it's all my fault.
