Some days I take it to never put down another word again. Hoping, perhaps it'd stop the madness that it brings. But no, I can't, and I'll keep tearing myself limb from limb, before I put down my last pen.
YOU ARE READING
Every Tear
PuisiStaring at these blank pages my mind is empty, the words won't bleed from my fingertips, for they only know my eyes.
