• darkest_of_nights 5w

    And I would've been
    writing away
    on the last few pages
    of this notebook
    at exactly two o'clock
    when the silence around me
    would strangle my throat
    and the noise up in my head
    would've been too loud to bear
    I would pen down
    everything I've felt
    and light a match
    to those thin papers
    hoping they'd burn
    all my feelings as well.

    //help, the ink in my pens is running out//