之后

冷血流在体内, 像冰似的, 割断血管的脆弱脉息
眼泪聚在眼角, 像盐似的, 洒在伤口的最痛之处
雨水洒在身上, 像针似的, 刺痛皮肤的纷纷寸寸
夕阳挂在天边, 像火似的, 烧痛心里的无数回忆

血不再发自内心
泪不再为己而流
雨不再代表洗礼
阳不再属于自己

This was written in the summer. I'm sorry. I'm depressed. Felt good reading this again for some odd reason. Give some feedback?