Go to sleep. In the morning everything will be okay. Sweetness in the form of bitter blood cooled to taste. Nothing’s going to be okay. Dry tears can’t fall, horrid truths can be told without heartache and tragedy. Truths that could devastate worlds. But there are worlds within worlds. Dreams are the essence of our… Continue reading Lullaby
Tag: discord
SELF
In a hellish nightmarescape Suffering from mental rape Minds a fractured broken thing so the bells of discord ring