Day 01
The darkness is transparent,
Cling film that wraps me like a sandwich.
Day 02
My pale white skin
Torn by the rivers of blood
Are caused by the one who
Should have been protecting them.
Day 03
The world of fantasy,
Where I am God.
They believe in my existence
Though I’ve never been seen
Or heard.
They believe in me.
Day 04
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I got out of bed
Because I needed the loo.
Day 05
Please don’t stare.
Please don’t snigger.
Please don’t shout.
Please don’t stand and call me
The word that causes
A fraction of me to disappear.
Because really,
There’s only 1/3 left.
These are beautiful.
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