I married the girl full of scars The one that stood by despite how far Her blemished flourished from within My words kept her alive like a remedy Seasons of deaths had past Festivities and words Words that could not make her stop A train came to wreck what she had She stood up by the sides Another nail trusted by a war Happiness was her eagerness But her eagerness didn't evoke what she hoped Blood, red like the deep cut, blood All from inside, all huddled in She's loyal, she feels, she doesn't reveal No one, she knows, Blood It will be the end of her The beginning of he And the lost of they
Media Studies Major at Queens College
Photographer, Writer and Enthusiast
The world is my my book,
I edit the pages.
