Today.

[thehungercure]

I slit my wrists to make you bleed.
Craving everything to quench the greed.
I fall asleep.
Trekking through the black seeped forest,
I wonder if you'll ever find rest.
I killed today.
Punching my ribs. I love the pain.
Stetching the truth, stretched, strain.
I drown for you.