The Ink Of Hearts.

Part Twenty Five: Red Alert

Here goes another session,
Of prisons and confessions.

I breathe in the disasters.
I bleed out on the plasters.

I watch the time stand still.
I watch as the time passes for the unpaid bill.

I stand under the blackness.
I know this is the end.

This is a red alert.
For me and all those incoming hurts.

A/N: It's been a long time... I just don't feel like doing anything in this phase of life...

You are beautiful. You matter. #justanothernotebyjustanothergirl

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