Dream by Thomas Warren

Dream by Thomas Warren



It's the side of me
nobody should have to see.
Hiding behind cheap masks
and even cheaper happiness.

So easily broken
by the touch of a blade.
Icy against my ruby blood,
Warm against my pale skin.

Down and down it goes,
until it hits the vein.
I lay on the ground,
in the spot where you first found me.

Cold and alone.
Broken.

Suddenly,
I'm awake...
I'm alive...