As I hold this broken piece of mirror in my hand, tears keeps falling.
I tried calling him to see if he cared,
But I didn’t hear anything back from him.
I realized I have pierce myself
deep, blood gushing out from my wrist.
I lay on the floor waiting for his reply.
As I bleed, one last tear dropped.
I didn’t hear anything from him.
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 12:17 AM UTC
As I hold this broken piece of mirror in my hand, tears keeps falling.
I tried calling him to see if he cared,
But I didn’t hear anything back from him.
I realized I have pierce myself
deep, blood gushing out from my wrist.
I lay on the floor waiting for his reply.
As I bleed, one last tear dropped.
I didn’t hear anything from him.