I’ve had enough. I need someone to pick me up off my knees. I haven’t got it in me to say please. You’re tired of living. You’re going to die covered in disease.
Cougars, not kittens. Mouths filled with teeth.
I know where you go. And I know how you get down on your knees. I haven’t got it in me to say please. You’re tired of living. You’re going to die covered in disease.
Cougars, not kittens. Mouths filled with teeth. My wrists are still bleeding. But my heart still beats.