Your lungs fill with the blood of all the injuries you've caused. Your heavy hollow heart struggling through all the pain you've caused. As your flesh..
Is your glass half full, or half empty. A question that we've all heard before as a playful way to explore differing points of view. What ,though, do ..
At least it was all worth it... right? As I feel the blood pooling beneath me, I realize I can no longer move. Although my eyes are open, I see nothin..
As you enter the building, a pungent stench fills your nostrils. Looking around, it's nearly impossible to tell whether its pools of blood or rusty wa..
The pain she was in brought shame to my heart. To think that I could be the cause of her tears and suffering made me question my worth. It seemed like..