Jul 2018
I hate being alone.
I start to pull my hair out,
I see things,
I go insane.
Little by little.
Cut by cut.
Blink by blink.
Breath by breath.
Being alone, is my worst fear.
I start to pull my hair out,
I see things,
I go insane.
Little by little.
Cut by cut.
Blink by blink.
Breath by breath.
Being alone, is my worst fear.
