I wrote this a few days ago and finally decided to publish it this morning before school.

(What I'm listening to: Migraine -- Twenty One Pilots)

~ Maji

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Falling.

Falling.

Falling.

Broken.

Destroyed.

Running through an endless hell, always falling just short of the exit.

Searching for a way out, a way to escape.

A rope, a blade, some pills.

A girl.

Blue eyes that light up the darkest nights.

A voice that can silence demons at a whisper.

True love, never felt.

Until.

Her.

Silent screams of pain, agony, fear.

Crimson paintings created with a silver brush.

Another war with demons, lost.

Crystal tears fall from sapphire eyes.

Begging.

Begging.

Begging.

Stop, please.

Let down again by the lover who can't.

Six months, still together.

Six months, still alive.

Falling apart all over again.

Trying to fly with broken wings.

But.

But.

Staying alive for her.

All I need.

All I want.

All I love.

All I care about.

All I have.

Is you.

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Question -- should I start a poetry book? I don't write many poems, but I don't know, ya'll seem to like 'em when I do....

Anyhowwww, I might do that if people would like it~