𐀔𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜𐀔

Marie roses thoughts

As the girl sat isolated in the darkness of her room a sickly sweet thought consumed her head, the girl thought of the world that could have been, the beautiful simplicity that could have been her life. The girl felt a single tear roll down her soft cheek. The cheek that had felt so many tears roll, the same one that was constantly stained red as she pondered in her thoughts, as she recalled the bittersweet tragedy that was her short life.
A sharp intake of breath was all that could be heard in the silent room. This was soon followed however by a choked sob and a flaying hand reaching up to the girls mouth as she desperately tried to stop the tears from falling. The girl known as Marie rose often refers to her thoughts as ocean, a vast place filled with waves trying constantly, day and night to pull her under; to drown her. And at the rate of things now they just might.