CVSpinelli

                                      Quiet Noise              ...And so-the Terrible, Beautiful nightmare begins-                                                 (Again?)                         -Prequel to follow...

The glass underneath her skin, like a thousand shattered diamonds burying in her. She can be beautiful on the inside now, too. She wished, of all things, she could melt into that vast sea of glass, breaking into her arms, washing away in the blood. Her stomach lurched and she was suddenly aware of the wet running down her face. Was she crying? She couldn’t remember the last time her tears felt so free. Smiling, she laughed, but not for long. Not when the misses could hear. She wasn’t allowed to laugh. So her laughter flowed free with the ruby tears falling from her arms. Laughing with her. So she let the diamond shed her skin,

She lays        herself  to sleep           and breathes     empty  words              to   distant    stars But when           thoughts          begin  to      dis                engage       they show         us  who                we are Her mind    becomes  an       open                   sore      and under  restless    lids                 eyes  quake MY SOUL                  she cries    my soul                               SHE SCREAMS                it begs                          for you                                     to take