fraying the edges of sanity
praying to keep the little
that remains - a disparity
between the brittle
bones; broken integrity
softly cutting corners
forgetting priorities
every step counts
every itty bitty
until
it's all dust and clay
nothing more than
a skeleton clothed
in a carbon coat
genes sheathed
in fecund flesh -
bones housing
a fragile strength
she
is nothing more
than biology -
at most,
a chemical composite
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Bleak Chromatics
Non-FictionA reality that is everyone's to share. Experiences we all go through but deal with in our own ways. Journeys we all embark on, to self-actualisation, independence, becoming a person in our own rights. Life in colour is exciting and beautiful but all...
