25 April 2012

I am from broken smiles.

I take life in mascara running for laughter.

I am from broken people.

I am from silent tears.

I am from abusive joy.

I am from the city over.

I am from a world you thought you escaped.

I am from the silence between life and death.

I am from so much chaos, it becomes words.

OpheliaMargaretI Am From • Opuss № I