A M O: Come Here →

karlscott:

You, charred frailty,
drained survivor
of naive peckings
needle like pesterings from those carrion crows of guilt
and the stubbornly assured.
You, with your bruise stained soul
oozing out of tattered wounds
raped by an unjustified rant
And the clumsily concerned

Come here.

Come close,
let me…

words to crave…

4 months ago  /  4 notes  /  Source: karlscott