Self portrait #4

Self portrait #4

A Poem by Wraith.

I am hell
Look close enough into my eyes
There is no light
Each strained rise and fall
of greedy organs entombed by ribs
The light has gone out
Just grief dressed in a human skin

© 2015 Wraith.


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Wraith.
Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom



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