Blood Strewn Across The Walls.

Too many thought

Too many feelings

Too much pressure;

Never been a kid, really.

 

 

Never really made a stand

Always alone

Everyone seem to avoid me

What have I done to you?

 

 

Mind aches

Feeling my heart slow down

Heart sliced out as a throat of a slaughtered lamb

Blood strewn across the walls.

Author's Note

Ignore Grammar Problems.
Honest Opinion As Always~

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

A fine write, that dictates feelings that so many feel, expressed so succintly and wonderfully that is awesome :)