Writing Myself Out of Hell

Anonymous nonsensical journal entries during a frightful year of wondering about HIV. 22 year old.

Name:

This is the side of me I can't expose with name attached.

Monday, February 14, 2005

Poem: Openness

Openness may as well be my blood.

Scared cold lips build pressure

Pressure creates madness

Madness grows thick skin.

Thick skin that is the crust between your eyes and mine.

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