Broken

In every flipped page,
My pain is penned,
My worries and cuts,
Openned for you,
Inked in blood,
My wounds are sketched.

Ice and larva I spill,
Bold and frail I lay,
Darkness and shine exhumed,
Strengths and Weaknesses displayed,
Ambitions and delusions portrayed,
Scribbled,
All I let out.

©wandering mind