broken mirror – Darkness

Cheesecake

Sitting in a tub of ice bleeding my guts out,where is he?

Of Deeper Thoughts and Sanity

i bleed, i breathe, i wanted to pretend, that you would be here in the end, my angelic child,

alice

her heart pounds and with every beat more blood is lost

I am young?

I stare at myself in a broken mirror. Lines crawl down my face, Valleys for the tears. Once again salty tears fall on my cracked lips.

The girl let the salty tears slither to the floor as she huddled in a ball. Crouched on cold ground, gazing at the pieces of a broken mirror, she sobbed and shuddered. There was knowing that no amount of tears or apologies could make up for the secrets she had let slip her normally silent… Continue reading Shards of Secrets