Silence is my friend now.
Cut me open. i no longer leak
Red. within my walls there is an
Evil i do not wish to share,
An enemy, who goes by the name of
Mort.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
scream
Silence is my friend now.
Cut me open. i no longer leak
Red. within my walls there is an
Evil i do not wish to share,
An enemy, who goes by the name of
Mort.
