'And the scars won't hide behind pulled-down sleeves,
the burning won't vanish as pain comes in heaves.'
(Inspired by today's prompt: impulse and domestic abuse. *May be triggering*)
Empty cloth lined caverns weigh down the belt hugging my waist, clawing at the gods of gold, waiting for weight to fill their weightlessness (Or maybe I should call them gods of paper, diminished in t...
'And the scars won't hide behind pulled-down sleeves,
the burning won't vanish as pain comes in heaves.'
(Inspired by today's prompt: impulse and domestic abuse. *May be triggering*)
Empty cloth lined caverns weigh down the belt hugging my waist, clawing at the gods of gold, waiting for weight to fill their weightlessness (Or maybe I should call them gods of paper, diminished in t...