edge of existence

• 07 •

you think that
she is poetry,
so beautiful and perfect;
but little do you see,
she is not the poetry
but the poetess,
birthing poems to
cover up the demons
that lie under her skin

for inside,
she is broken
and that is
her true beauty

// maybe she uses these words
to stitch up the cracks in her heart 

— selene ☽