death-fantasies reblogged
My Dear
My dear, I could strip myself away from the ache, I could run to you, wrap you in my arms, and never let go.
I break free from the chains in my head that have kept me from really living a free and happy life, without them.
My dear, you drown me in your love, and I cannot get enough, but as it fills up my lungs, I start to become worried, will we both be okay?
The world washed away my youth, and left me broken, shattered and aching for you, even when I am with him, and I feel so ashamed.
