Thursday, August 14, 2014

open me up

cut me open
you will read
all the words
meant to be

scribbled on scraps
tattered and torn
pages never meant to be felt
black as the ink that pours from me

tear me apart
you will see
all the dreams
that used to be

escaping the chains
left out in the cold
my most  beautiful horrors
the demons that roam my empty halls

open me up...I dare you


  1. Thank you, Gina! You always have the kindest words. Such a huge boost, coming from you!


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