They tell me I can't give up,
but can I?
I won't give up,
I won't give up on letting the blood flow out of my skin,
It will continue.
You told me not to give up,
So i didn't,
But now where am I?
Not alive i suppose.
YOU ARE READING
Stripes
PoetryMany will relate, and that's what saddens me the most♥ -Not a copy, original story-
