Fragile.Fragile in Scraps More Like This
She hides in a dark corner feeling nothing but the tracks left behind from the tears that stain her porcelain cheeks.
She can no longer hear the cries of others as they seek her shoulder to rest on..
She is haunted by screams that seep out of her wounded heart and reverberate through her fragile body.
She is left with nothing but a frail heart and the scars left behind, carved in to her already torn flesh.
She lays in this corner where it remains dark, motionless, silent and tense.. where she finds herself still lost in a torrent of recurring tortures.