I can hurt. I have enough time to recover. It’s empty, this place is empty.
I’m going to use what ever strength I have left, use the paper I bought,
the cloth that I’ve ripped and hopefully make myself feel alive again.
I’m red inside, my face is white, I power it that way to hide the dark
when I purge.
shattered glass, is in a box that held a picture,
addressed to m