I cut myself on the edge of my broken dreams,
Those sharp shards of shattered hopes cutting me to the bone,
Dribbling drops of ruby red blood into the cracks and seams,
While I lay upon the cold ground of the past and moan.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 2:35 PM UTC
I cut myself on the edge of my broken dreams,
Those sharp shards of shattered hopes cutting me to the bone,
Dribbling drops of ruby red blood into the cracks and seams,
While I lay upon the cold ground of the past and moan.