27 December 2012
Little stripes of honor. I wear them with pride. Counting each flaw, your eyes gaping wide
Little tiny tokens. Most sovereign release A scream and a tear then an odd sense of peace.
My silent cries My unanswered prayers. The answers lie here in layers and layers
One more little stripe. To the daylight I strive That this drop of blood may keep me alive.
Striped • Opuss № I