To my friends, sorry I haven't kept in touch. I've been rather inactive as usual, and from now on I think I'll just be in and out and just post when I post.

This poem is written from the perspective of Violet Harmon of American Horror Story: Murder House. I've been rewatching the season and listening to Mirah's "Special Death" link  on repeat, and so this kinda just came to me since I've always seen Violet as a relatable character. Enjoy