I’m falling hitting every branch on the way down
crash bang wallop rock bottom head pounding no sound are around pitch black look around it dark here nothing grows only pain a sorrow black smoke no rainbows
best friends Ray and he cuts flesh not deep enough to die just enough to feel alive watch the blood glide
it could be sunny out side by its raining in here
4 comments
I’m down here in the dark too.
The best dark-moist things are chewy fudge brownies.
They sound so good may I have 1 🙂
Take all you want. 🙂
This was beautifuly dark.