Black Heart
Torren POV
Black describes
Everything that was in that room
In chilling details that haunt me
Whenever I sleep
I had only been
Eight years old
How was I supposed to know
That I'd lose my friend forever
A black heart
A black floor
Black walls
All mirrored our fight perfectly
From every angle, I could see
Anger
Confusion
Hurt
Monstrosity
Danger to society
Time bomb of blood
Uncontrollable pawn
If only
I could go back
And erase how
I lost my best friend
