One, Two, Three
His eyes haunt me,
Dark and empty, void and black
Like the crack of dawn, soulless with a hint of lilac.
His words etched into my brain,
Like a song on loop, replayed again and again.
Until, I have nothing left but his voice in my head.
His touch a reminder,
Of scars that I wear,
Blood that I shed,
And of the girl that I was.
You would never have imagined ending up here,
A body full of scars, a heart full of hate and a soul full of darkness,
What happened to the girl with a million dreams?
She’s drowning in a sea of a darkness cried out your heart.
Until she hits rock bottom.