1:30 AM / March 18, 2016A Story by Blut Gemalt Rosenthis isnt really my usual style of writing but its something experimental i really dont have an easy time expressing myself despite my poetry. . the other day i was put in the perfect position to spill so much that was on my mind but i couldnt and all that night it pained me and all last night it pained me and here it is at 1:30am in the morning still bugging me. . but I smile because the company was so missed and it's worth the arguments with myself because they are them . the unintentional heartstrings pain me the most but I'm powerless if I touch them in any way everything just starts getting dark . i fear getting in trouble fear losing either and fear hurting both but i just know its inevitable
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1 Review Added on March 18, 2016 Last Updated on March 18, 2016 AuthorBlut Gemalt RosenLynn Haven, FLAbout**PLEASE REVIEW MY WRITINGS- WOULD APPRECIATE IT** Welcome to my personal corner of hell... the darkest and most insecure parts of my jumbled, fragile, mind- which include anything from brain vo.. more..Writing
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