Treasure Island

Brenda Arroyo

(6/10/1992 / Modesto CA)

On my way out


Sometimes the moon shatters across a glossy horizon...
I stumble aimlessly and fall aimlessly...
Losing my sanity, baring my nude flesh to society, exposing my skin for all to see.
But none can see at all...
For light is none and I am down on the ground, clinging onto my red streaked faith that pours out of my battered chest.

Submitted: Friday, October 23, 2009

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