Darkness told him
His life should end
And he was his friend
Calmly, he stole a razor
And slit his skin open
His destiny is now chosen
Alone on the floor
He slowly bleeds
This is all he needs
YOU ARE READING
Musings of my Heart
Poetry[Highest Rank 4 as of July 17th 2017] Almost everyone has thoughts when they're unable to sleep at midnight. I just happen to pen them down. Follow me on Instagram for more:- @bleedingwordss
