My Torture Journal

It was filled with my worst nightmares. The nightmares I never wish to experience again. The nightmares that replay in my head every time I close my eyes. The nightmares I make songs out of. The lullabies. The stories. The films. Everything. The nightmares controlled me in the night. Whilst he controlled me in the day. And I had NO way of escaping. Or so I thought. So when I woke up next to trash, laying over my belongings next to Ali. That was our chance. And we took it. Now all I need to do is LeArN tO lIvE... - "If YoU nEvEr TrY... yOu'Ll NeVeR kNoW." -UnKnOwN - ©Copyright. All Rights Reserved to Suvettha Philip @SuvetthaP