CrYpTiC-AnGeL05

I look back on the mess of bad decisions that make up my life. Breathing in this dirty city air only makes me realise how close to the end I'd really gotten. I'd dug my own grave and willingly hopped in. Passing the shovel to anyone who might want to bury me alive. I'd hit rock bottom Watched my own body give way under the pressure of it all. I remember the exact moment I'd given up hope. The flame had died. Darkness took over. And somewhere out of the dark, you came to me. You've been here too, worn and broken. Tossed aside, and left for dead. But in those soft, beautiful eyes, I can't help but see a glimmer of hope. You