I am tired.
Do I need to say more?
Do I need to write it in a fancy, poetic way, for it to be heard?
Do I need to replace the ink with my blood, and my blood with some pearls, for me to finally be a thing worthy of being heard?
Do I need to cogulate my insides and suffocate my veins, for it to be seen how much I am going insane?
Do I need to go back to the dark and, again, fall apart, for me to finally realise that I am not worthy of being heard?
~Written By Naazima K. (Me)









