19/M/kireaka A hankering for writing is the furnace in me and I want to use it to light up worlds that have been dull and dark 45 followers / 2.2k words
Days are never better Nights are lonely Cold as always With the streets unsafe All you do is wonder Where the next meal will come from Unlike the others Your always on your own
The love I have for her pushes me from my friends And yet I'm scared to lose her For she holds the keys to heart Unlike all the romantic stories Ours could be defined as Pip & Estella in the Great Expectations
My soul was distant for my world All I could see were the damages I had caused For the humanity in me had Faded away The rage in my eyes took a hold of me For the monster that lived inside had awoke