1. New chapter
Burning like fire with hot rage, the ice in my veins melts as I breathe in the addiction I crave most,
Doesn't it ever feel like guilt?
Hiding something you wish everyone knew about, but also you enjoy having your own dark secrets.
Dark secrets.. That's all they are, the dark addiction you want to continue but knowing deep down in those ice melting veins you can't. It isn't right to keep secrets.
What is a person without their vice?
A persons vice. The thing that tears you apart. Oh I wish I could scream.. Shout to the world and let them all know the real me!
I want to live! Feel free! But why must the things you do to live tear your world apart, killing you?
Because to live is to die. And dying means you've lived.