Insanity gripped at her skin, tearing flesh, blossoming blood.
Screams ripped from her throat as she tried to wrench herself free.
But it was no use.
She had already fallen down the rabbit hole and wound up deep within her mind.
There was no escaping the insanity that wrought inside her.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
