Senseless words are scrawled in Dior blue
across a mirror's reminder of faked beauty,
reflections depicting the frigid bareness
Emotional deaths whimper behind the finger
paintings of insane minds, trapped in her
Voices proclaim truth through the cracks
in her battered skull, as the world seeps
in like coastal damp.
Today her mind sways, why wake tomorrow?
A universal tragedy, its call seducing
souls maimed by the tides of life.
3 days ago