I sew the seams of a breaking heart.
I display my emotions in a broken arm.
My inner thoughts betray me.
My soul screams repay me.
Something so fragile.
Golden flutter on spirits shutter.
Giving the bold black lettering a glance.
Does anybody even recognize that stance?
Someone is broken and begging.
A life so bitter, understanding is out.
Just a wish for the quitter.
To be set free of her doubt.
Even in days sunlight glimmers...
That night... Hell shall simmer!