Hello me, meet the real me. And my misfit's way of life. A dark, black past is my. Most valued possession. Hindsight is always 20-20. But looking back, it's still a bit fuzzy.
I had wrists donning slits. Flowing constantly. My broken body is a wreck. Wrapped around a tree. A crosswalk hit and run. The finish line for me. People clutter in the gutter.