Paroled from my mind,
I lacerated my veins
– I didn’t expect this –
Living with scars of torment,
Death keeps escaping my grip.
Didn’t Expect This by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse
Depression
Vertigo
Violent spinning brings me to my knees; Excruciating spirals are all I see. Right to the floor, I drop and
May 2, 2009
