Trial iii: Purple By: The Mad Poetess

By: The Mad Poetess

~ ⚠Trigger Warning; the following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm ⚠ ~ My body /splits/ the water the way my skin...

~ Tears percolate from round, fishbowl eyes, cheeks a sting with salt and loneliness. I barter with the deluge, hold my breath for as...

~ VI. I, Ophelia {The Drowning} It was her-- Flower Child. Weeping woman. Crazed Ophelia-- who taught me that the drowning is in the...