Mist sticks to my cold skin,
As I walk down this cold path,
The path I do not know.
Where I am going,
No one sees the road,
It’s unknown to me.
The mist covers,
Covers both my eyes,
Making me blind.
I need help,
What to do,
Is unknown.
Dying,
Laying down,
_Breathe. _
__
_Help._
Guys don’t even ask okay TIMANTHA won’t leave and imma beat him with a nail gun….
Tehehehehhe👹
Anyway I was jsut bored and I did like one less syllable in each line every stanza sooooo……
You can definitely tell that the last few writings on mine have been literally made in five minutes🤣
Okay
Question Of The Day:
How much is too much to spend on a concert/movie/show?
I am literally fighting with My RyLee about this because if you love something enough I think there is a limit, but it’s not like a strict one…
I WANNA GO SE FLIPPIN MELANIE MARTINEZ OKAY😭😭😭😭😭
