Friday, March 5, 2010

Theory of the Broken

Saving her screams at the bottom of the drawer, And her voice choked. she dont know if...she'll be alright

Dont you turn your eyes from me!

Lies eat the inside of her throat, as she walks out the door. Trying to find a place to rest. Mind so complex with words pounding against her head. Hand cramps and smoke made of wings to carry her away. This is not enough! She needs to get away.

Open you eyes! Can you see me now?

Is it still okay be herself?!! She just cant forget the blood the stitches, the bite marks, the kisses. She just wanted go away Go away GO! away GO! GO AWAY!