lock.
place.
cut.
blood.
cry.
to: andrea
from: unknown number
Cutting your skin,
and dripping blood,
won't scare the pain away.
It won't certainly,
Bring your mother back,
Or help her,
Rest.In.Peace.
YOU ARE READING
Cuts.
Short Storyi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
