Qwynn

This is not me speaking, jelly for my thoughts, each day jaw bones creaking, a serious fall from grace, cast adrift forlorn, there's no need to create, make a fool of reason, loudly laugh if caught, a splintered axe of seasons, you might read and quake, fake absence at my calls, when I scream and shake, unaware of your treason, sometimes wonder if I'm born, fearing for the next scene, erasure of the lousy stakes, you'll fear being torn, I'm a widow maker, who can dream of empathy, drinking on a wall, boom of a broken sea, I'm not here at all.