If-you-would-only-open-a-window

By an anonymous author. “I’m lost,” She screams, But the words seem silly And they never quite make it out. “Yesterday I tried to cut myself with a razor, mum,” she says as she stands in front of the mirror letting the unsung words trickle onto the carpet As if they were blood. Her mum… Continue reading If-you-would-only-open-a-window