devileyes2828

I tell myself to be strong now that it\'s gone but the tears scream and beat on the back of my eyes and beg me to release them and these tears, they tell me that I\'m weak and they constantly speak of my flaws and my faults but this blood, it tells me I can make it through at least another day if I can handle this pain, I can handle the rest but these tears, still they scream and beat on the back of my eyes and beg me to release them and this heart of mine taunts me, and mocks me, and tempts me to tear it from my chest but these blisters they save me and scar me and tell me I can get through the night if I just