Only your eyes flashing lights,
and i couldn't get over how it's done.
Numbing myself to erase the remaining traces,
but all that left is the pains afterwards.
Maybe you weren't really there,
Maybe all your words weren't meant to be said,
Maybe all your act weren't meant to be done.
I don't know,
My brain stop when i think about you,
and my heart aches like you've traced a cut over it,
when there's already millions scars spread through my veins,
and it's killing me in every breath i take.
YOU ARE READING
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Short StoryI count, one and two. I couldn't sleep at night. Thinking about you that will gone, And all the movies in my mind. I count, one and two. There's a monster in my head. That always scream out your name, until i feel dumb and numb. I count, one and two...
