He can't seem to come to terms with how much pain he has caused me. The iris begins to corrode from insomnia. So I write........Two souls begin to merge at a timid pace. Subconscious human desire for the race. Obscurity is etched in every moment she fails. Fear strings her along with constant panic to no avail. Trust can only be traced by frail fingers through the ember. door hinges start to
Corrode yet she can't remember. Pride hardens within this weakened state. The Mindless chatter of strangers forged with hate. She pleads to the unclaimed heresy. Lips quiver behind the barricaded door.
She hopes For clarity. Human kindness is a rarity. Tousled locks cover the edge of her sapphire relic. They spit fire yet claim her as a heretic. #write #pain #emotional #writer