The roses are red, violets are blue, you promised me you'd always tell the truth and now I don't know it's meaning anymore. At night, Your ghosts knocked on my door, screams, sighs, heavy breaths, the shadows of your demons appeared when
I was trying to dream.
At the age of five, you met someone that changed your life with these words: "being honest will lead you to live alone, like me sitting on the ground and you with the backpack on your shoulders ".
Your voice in the evening with disconnected words recited a lullaby: "On the streets, years ago, i saw a girl with the face scarred by her nails, she broke her neck and her nerves below her blue eyes were glacial and her laugh without any taste.
At the stroke of midnight she finally said, a second before closing her eyes forever. As and when you tell this story your knuckles were more and more black from the punches hitting the wall with force while knots held my hands and kept me from touching my chest. #yqbaba#yqdidi#boostthyself#longform#shivrants#yqlongform#boosthyself#yqhorror
