Mental Health (Remove filter)
What Remains
This is how it starts.
The thinnest wisp of smoke in the stomach,
The tinniest jolt in time.
The heart, as yet, remains unmarked.
But a flame with strength beyond control has sparked
And lends weight to the smoke that rises to choke
the lungs and throat and whatever remains
Of beauty, or brains.
The heart, as yet, remains unmarked.
I stood there in that fire, burning with sin,
In a...
Friday 21st September 2012 9:09 am
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