eyelashes crusted over
with this mornings mascara
last nights
tears.
face swollen and eyes aching
from head throbbing,
misconceptions,
fears.
waking up to find
a pair of hands,
still translucent,
shaky.
a small constellation
of blood marks on my skin - a
reddened reminder: is Truth,
(Life), faking?
(and its here my world
has shattered).
i'm asking nameless,
psuedo-questions to a God
i can't understand;
but perhaps there are no answers
for those who refuse to take
ignorance for an answer.
Reason for writing:
do you ever just feel like everything you knew to be solid in your world just came crashing down?
Birth sign: Taurus
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