Confessions
I watch the blood drip down your skin
And I sigh, because I know you’re alive.

Only when letting go all the negative emotions people show who they really were inside. Anger, tears, cruelty, depression. Only then they allowed themselves to be who they really are, only then all masks and walls came tumbling down, whether they are conscious or not. Then, you can see their souls.

Because everyone has their own demons within, their own skeletons in the closet. No matter what they say, everyone has something they want to hide from the sun, from the eyes of everyone. And that thing, that something is never a sweet and positive thing. It’s a devilish, sinful, unforgivable emotion.

For such a long time, she hadn't felt anything. Unconsciously, she had built her own wall. But then, she realized there was nothing for the wall to guard. Inside, it is empty. As time passes, she had just stopped caring. Stopped feeling so many things.

And if she couldn’t feel, she would feel through them.