Wounds wide open, openly available to whoever wanted to crawl underneath my skin and collect all treasures.
with nothing left to offer, not a care in the world.
filled with hauntingly gut wrenching notions
Lying sand encrusted on a stormy sea shore,
Restlessly watching myself bleed as the waves wash away the crimson red from my slender body.
The last riches left within me offered to the now redden sea.
swallowing the narrow strips of joy as I felt a ray of sunshine hit my skin
I swallowed it whole then threw up, collecting the bittersweet joy and tossed it back to the sea.
A hollow stomach that has not tasted joy agelessly could no longer digest joy.
Opaque fleshy hands are waving at my face, those hands belong to none but me,
Sandy mouth and bleached love fading as the tide pulled itself in. testing me.
