Random drawings :D
Random Thingy
Sometimes its hard to set the pace
When you can see blood seeping through the cracks
But i will hold you close just in case,
You plan to leave and not come back
I know, it’s my fault, I know i hurt you
but i never thought that it would undo
Something a thousand years of therapy could never fix
With my blood as the mortar and my bones as the bricks
I will build you a house filled with mirrors and glass
so then just wandering down the hall you can catch a glimpse of the past.
