You wake up in the back seat of a stranger's car, only to learn the stranger was hired to kill you. By your husband.
But why are you sitting in this mans drive way....alive?
You wake up in the back seat of a stranger's car, only to learn the stranger was hired to kill you. By your husband.
But why are you sitting in this mans drive way....alive?
WARNING: this poem is about self harm. If that's something that triggers you I'd suggest staying away from this one. But if that's not something that triggers you...This is mostly unfinished but I jus...