Ali Mir07 Aug 2019
On the mosaic of wounds covering my fragile mind
On the mosaic of wounds covering my fragile mind, I have plastered bandaid after bandaid, attempting to hide and heal my pusing, raw fatalities.
I have bandaged up my traumas, heartbreaks, fears, insecurities, weaknesses and my loneliness. I used no ointments, to avoid the sting and the confrontation. Dirty cuts and blood e away from my skin as fast as possible, for the slow revelation pains more on many counts.
Time to face the bloodied skin, wet and infected by denial, and to finally clean up the mess. Air out the woun