There was once light where now there is darkness. There was soft loving touches where now only bruises show. Her feet covered in the ash of her once vibrate world. So fragile is ones soul that it can leave before the body withers away. How can someone turn on a dime from love to loathing. The illusion shatters so quickly.
Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 4:32 PM UTC
There was once light where now there is darkness. There was soft loving touches where now only bruises show. Her feet covered in the ash of her once vibrate world. So fragile is ones soul that it can leave before the body withers away. How can someone turn on a dime from love to loathing. The illusion shatters so quickly.