Tragedy: Prologue

My life's story.

Prologue

I am the salt-water tears that you cry every night.

I am the bruises that lie upon your very skin.

I am the pain that throbs beneath your chest.

I am the scars that sit on your arms.

I am the bones that break for no reason.

I am the blood that appears when you bite on your tongue.

I am the embarrassment that you feel when you fall in public.

I am the death and murder when you close your eyes for the very last time. 

I am Tragedy.