Glass Bones
Monday, March 28th, 2016Glass Bones A glass pelvis Loose at the seams My own pain apocolypse Drenched in crises Drowning in agonies Each step a razor blade Cutting into the fabric of me Misalined, broken, bent A pelvic shard Shatters in muffled screams Crying in the night Fragile Walking burns Dwindling the memory Sensation a shade Of grey […]