I invite u to take my hand, and walk with me,
in my hell, with in me,
see my burns and abscesses,
hold witness,
for i have been doomed to be in these gallows ,
neither living, nor dead . . .
this HELL, this VOID that engulfs my being . . .
consumes my soul and negates my existence . .
walk with me, feel this numbness . . . .
and once u have taken this stroll,
u will learn to appreciate
my Eyes, that never betray me,
n my smile that I always Keep . . .
--Scarlett
