#4. I don’t mind

#4. I don’t mind

I said I don’t mind not the pain nor the unstable legs and the scars piling up, as if life had a grotesque scheme against me. But then, you just have to look at me and ruin it all with your tears. How could you not mind, you say. The silent tears turn sunflower fields […]

#3. What have you done to yourself?

#3. What have you done to yourself?

What have you done to yourself? Well, baby, I guess I have too much freedom. I’m privileged with the right to hurt myself, And the pain is keeping me sane. Baby, when everything is gone Except the dark, The open wounds and the blood Remind me of you. What have you done to yourself, you […]