TheGnPTrixie3

I am lost. Too many People in my head Who do I see? My Closest Friend? Or my Mortal Enemy? I cannot tell who you are, I am Broken Unsure who I am, Where I am But the Truth must be told! She says I am screaming, But does anyone actually hear me? She says I am crying, But no one will come to calm me. She says it will be fine, But I know she's lying She says to hold on, But there's nothing left to grasp. Where am I? Am I in Beautiful Italia? The sweet perfume of women Drifting through the air. Or Gettysburg? The blood spilling everywhere, Surrounded by endless carnage. I have to finish, The Truth must be told! I broke