arrows (yoonseok fanfiction)

↞thirty-two↠

I could tell Yoongi

was beginning to heal.

I,

however,

felt myself spiraling

into another dark place.

My hands shook

when I held a knife

even if

I was only cooking.

Is it cursed of me

to be glad

Yoongi can't leave bed?

I'm grateful

he can't see me

in this state.

In some way or another,

A bit of blood comes from me

every day.