Delvenak

Don't move, honestly im not kidding..not a muscle... Keep breathing..slower... Now this is were I would be telling you something calming and soothing and really life fulfilling but instead I want you to imagine the last glimpses of light in your world blinking out of existance. If you aren't curled up on the ground choked on whatever tears you have left.. You aren't doing it right. What I am trying to get you to understand is what I call 'The Dark'.. In some forms it is labelled depression in others hopelessness. Usually caused by a dramatic or ongoing event.. The dark is the aftermath of this.. It is like each star slowly slipping away fro

Can you see how she cries, When she looks at moonlit skies, Stuck in the middle of twisted lies, Trapped with a pair of eyes that always cries, Beneath the falling stars she sits, Shinging stars crashing around her, Cutting into the hard ground, Confused from those who talk to her, Whispers floating around her, Telling her she's amazing, Some say she's not imporant, One voice stands out from tge rest, A voice soft and kind, The voice of a boy she can't resist, Forever and always trusting that voice.