Cheryl Esparzapolomino (San Diego, California)

As you look into the shattered chocolates, you will feel sorrow and sadness shade your heart.

Those broken pieces, clear and shiny do gown my cracked fact and falls, shattereing silently to the ground.

My mirror black, cold and broken to unfixable and repariable pieces of memories lost in darkness.

My mouth, open unhinged to the fullest, those cresents of black tight in pain as silent screams fill the night.

Skin, cold the color of snow blends well to the dark long hair on my head and the blood on my arms.

I feel this dark tale coming to an end now, slowly and peacefully into never light, into silence.

I hope you enjoyed reading my blood and over looking my pain inside-

Everyone else does.