MY WORLD
These tears I bleed are not seen by any eyes, but thousands of souls.The lake i've cried is like an endless pool of acid, consuming you to never be seen or heard from again. My life is normal to most, but only to those who does'nt understand me. The evil I've seen you could'nt begin to imagine, let alone try to understand. I've cut myself to try to forget, but in turn it makes me remember even more. I lay awake at night afraid to sleep for my dreams are not dreams at all, they are nightmares, memories of the past. I am afraid to shut my eyes at all, not even for the brief moment of a simple blink, because even for that split second it fells like thousands of years and all i see is the retchid evil of my past years. I sit constantly reminded of the tears I've bled, not knowing when the next tear will shed its ugly head and fall. So if you were to step into my world, could you find your way out?
