Poems from 4naBo
The clouds darken above a thousand umbrellas
Blocking the early sun that rises a deep red
A drop of rain sinks toward the ground
And a...
The Mask
Everyday wake up
Never knowing what to say
Pretending to be someone else
Because I don't think being me is safe
Joining in on...
Crimson flowers bloom against her skin
Retracing pale scars, their aging brethren.
Broken glass and shattered bones
Her fragile soul...