It's 3am and I'm getting scared.
not of the dark, but of my heart
I'm scared, scared I-I'm scared
of what I can do to myself at 3am
and those things no one will ever know
And when I'm done, don't worry
i'll clean up my blood
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Stupid feelings and poetry
Poesiame screaming into an empty void Content warning: dark poetry
