Mind of a maniac.
Beauty of a queen.
Hands of a killer.
Woman of your dreams.
Listen when someone speaks, talk when it seems to be too quiet. Laugh when its scary. Cry for joy. While a story is always being heard. Here is a place i escape too. With no intention on sugar coating a FUCKING thing. Im on a journey. ENJOY! <3
The voices in my head keep screaming for help. So much time has passed seems like the voice box has strung out. When nightfall comes they whisper there pleas at once. I’m angry being caged in with nothing able to come out. I can dance to a million songs or cry a million tears. Il still feel the…