She once told me a story, she thinks is true.
she once told me that people die, they don't breathe they're
thorough.
so why are we here? she asked.
i have no clue.
i saw her once laying on the sofa with blood coming out of
her hands you couldn't see anything but her bright red
eye's.
she told me in the hospital she was looking for the answer
but she still doesn't understand.
I hope she does now
while im looking at the stars.