arrows (yoonseok fanfiction)

↠thirty↞

I was in the rose garden

on a sunny day

when I pricked my arm 

on a thorn.

the sparkling ruby blood

against my pale white skin

could've been beautiful.

Instead,

it scared me.

I was reminded of a time

a dark time

a time from which

some of the scars still hadn't faded.

Seeing the trickle

chillingly familiar

sparked something in me--

though perhaps

it did not spark

but extinguish.

I lost control of my body

for a moment

as I dragged the thorn along my arm

leaving a trail of red ink

to spill from the cut.

This was the ink

that wrote the story

of my darkest hours.