It's like a mantra
You chant those words
Over
And
Over
Till it becomes
A
Routine
Slits become
Beauty
To the eyes of those
Who has failed,
Failed at life
The tears of lies
Tears of hurt
the
Depth of the ocean
Only lies my
Blood
My soul
It's my eternity
YOU ARE READING
Monotonic Sadness
RandomThe lover of all things broken P.s i wrote this when i was merely 13 and i had severe depression so please under stand thanks anyway
