When it comes to you, I have no doubts in mind For our love, I won't think twice Unrepentantly, Without regret, I will forever love you
Tag: Grip
Stark Reality
Thoughts swirling downward in a spiral of doubt Below the fractured surface, darkness quietly rumbles It waits for the opportune moment to strike, Its serpentine tendrils squeezing around my tender flesh Held in a crushing vice grip, despair infects my mind Every trace of hope slowly trickles out, Scarlet rivulets fading into nothingness
Introverted Creativity 