《Playmate | DreamNotFound》
A Poppy Playtime AU
Your little broken heart is full of pain.
Through the rest of your life, it will remain.
Walls surround you,
with nowhere to go.
The walls are closing in,
with no more airflow.
No one can hear you
like you are never there.
No one can help,
no one is there.
Kicking and screaming,
yelling for help.
No one will hear you,
you are all by yourself.
Thousands of tears
rush down your face.
Inside your mouth
blood is all you taste.
Blow by blow,
you take the hits.
But not a single
sound escapes.
"I'm sorry." will never be enough.
