Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

Growth, has never looked so green.
I killed who I was so many different times.
Another truth is how angry I was about it.
I don't even remember when I stopped trusting people.
It's all just crashing together right now,
Every single broken fucking piece.
It's all jumbled together and now it's all in one place.
The once scattered into walls, have been sucked to the same place like a black hole appeared and dispersed once it all hit the middle.
I'm piecing me together again, and it's one hell of a puzzle.