Eyes

Krissy.V

Eyes they’re the reason everyone dies they stare and glare chills running down my spine Anxiety as I say I’m fine but I’m shaking inside dying. Dying like I’m dying my hair doing something because I don’t care I notice their stares judging every movement I’m not their doll or a wall they treat me like an animal it’s a snake slithering away from danger perhaps maybe they think I’m cake sweet and easy to crack open they’re all just snakes.

  • Author: Kris.V (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2025 12:55
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