9:10 pm, Wednesday, 24th May
much like a glass pane,
she shattered – over and over,
as she fell, countless times,
into a darkness that devoured her soft heart
until all that remained were small sharp
shards that glinted in the moonlight
like crystals.
YOU ARE READING
dysphoria
Puisisilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
