A Silent Cry
As you spit me out and cut me open all I feel is the satisfaction of you touching the inner nothingness of my soul
Were you really meant for me as I stare at the reflection of myself
You see you are the reflection of me. Are you happy?
All these open wounds, cut open and oozing.
Oozing is the blood that once was love but now is nothing but a cry for help in a near corner.
The near corner of nothing and something where a flower turns into stone and the stone shatters beneath my feet.
And I quiver from this... this nothingness.
The deeper you touch me the more I feel this satisfaction of your cries. Are you satisfied? — (One of my first writings from my journal)
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Gabriela Vega
I am a writer. I write a lot of things about life and how in many things we go through we view them differently. I hope you all love it as much as I do!
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