She set out to destroy herself, piece by piece she fall apart until the remains were too scattered and maybe she should've stopped from lighting herself on fire but why would she, when she had a lighter and the world around her was a tank filled with gasoline? Why is destruction so beautiful? She thought destruction was beautiful so she set out to destroy herself. [ beautiful cover by @saddened] {Poetry #68 / Teen Fiction #575} {Poetry #59 / Teen Fiction #604}

*Warning* This story contains violence, abuse, and sexual content. Do not read if you are triggered or not comfortable with this. © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.