This day is worth living. This fight is worth fighting. This hope is worth hoping. What I walk away from is not my master. . This day is worth living.
Deformed living hemorrhage knotted into flesh. Betrayal lives within hosts. Anchored in bones, surviving on secrets told. . All screams are my whispers.
You knew just where to touch. Your words always cut. So much darker than lust. We both longed for trust. . So much more than just hate. My hands are here to suffocate.