She is a misunderstanding
A wreckage
A lost soul in the woods

She is a victim
Maybe she is a defendant
She is a flaw
Maybe she is her own law

She is a possessed witch
Haunted by her own secrets
She‘s got some stitches
(her wrists...)

She is made of fear and pain
She bleeds
She is an evil seed

She is a blunder
A mad woman tied up to bed
She is my counterpart

She is what lives inside my heart

Karla Bardanza

1 comment:

  1. Wow Karla, this is just wicked!! Truly this is fiction, for this is no way a reflection of who you are. Maybe more like a wicked nightmare. Later tc