• dianoria 21w


    The chilling of the wind killed me
    Stabbed me in the heart, people were critic
    Assuming nothing is wrong but I slowly fade away
    Somwhere In the backround of my story
    The rain falls
    The sky is crying and I'm down
    Hearing a scream I'm afraid
    I'm watchful I dont know what's going on
    The night circles around me
    It sounds like a war
    The dark is coming the days that will be for us to be tortured