by Breanna MIlam
My heart matches my wrist. They are both binded with ever-lasting scars. i am broken. My life has been drained away by the monster you have become. The brusies take up most of my back and my arms, I hide them away from the world. the blood is pouring down, down, down. My smilling face is fading. and i am barely breathing. So here i stay, put away in this basement of unholy nightmares.