d e a t h
//Sunday,
17th of May\\
A scorching pain rides over my body.
Maybe this is what real death feels like.
YOU ARE READING
Girl Underwater
Teen Fiction~Deeply swallowed into the wrath of guilt, the tidal waves of pain. Waves that slowly sip you in. Gulping each detail, each emotion. Everything you've ever thought that weighed you down drowns you now.~
