Haunted
I watch the world
B u R n I n G
beneath my
finger
t
i
p
s
.
.
.
and as I watch it
m a
e w
l a
t y
I notice my
composure
s l
i p
s .
Watching the fire
consume
my life,
fore
v
e
r
l
o
s
i
n
g my
g
r
i
p...
It's like I'm
lost
within the mind
of
insanty's
abyss...

creatress

great write




