Name to Unknown
the screams ached deep on my heart
burned all over my body
all the perfect lies told my others
ended in the ached heart
no absolutely its not a secret
because i still wanna be me
roses burn like red flames
thorns act like tendrils on my body
anything but always helps me grow
with my beautiful mistakes and regrets
the 365 soaked potoroids and memories
with deep cuts and scars
and the joy of stories
are the stories i will always remember
even when i am old.
-byalina









