• Colors of pink and purple dissapear never to return but only to replace with black and grey.

    Nothing the same but the pain i suffer with the passing weeks

    As i cope with this misery ,everybody around me turns to stone only to whisper to me "it will get better, dont worry."

    With these words said i break down and cry.

    tears covering my face i shout four little words, words that stain my heart!

    by me