I'd like to crack open -
visceral and jagged.
A broken mirror,
reflecting what they don't know to fear.
Would they feel it?
The primordial horror -
The devastating ignorance -
The almost sinister jealousy -
Or would they only hear the words?
The final quiet echo of a nearly forgotten dream.
And in a feigned tone of sympathy
issue empty platitudes?
Instead, I will be perfect,
so they aren't forced to see my big awful.
Krystal lives in Northeast Ohio with her boyfriend and two cats.