To understand is to forgive, even oneself. - Alexander Chase |
Who am I?
I am the girl...
No words can describe the pain felt
when words go unheard...
Resistance
it calls to you...
Selfish
that word that stings...
Alone, terribly alone.
A word I could never emit...
Her lips trail a line
from his shoulder...
She cries and writhes on the floor
as her reality unfolds...
She goes
to her doctor...
The cherry blossoms bring the only joy to this...
She hates when Caroline wakes her in the night...
He strokes her flushed cheek
as their lips meet for a moment...
I wear a mask |
In life there are creators, who control their creations, and creations, who blindly obey their creators. I choose to be a creator. If you choose to be a creation I think well get along just fine. ;) |
Go ahead. |