the hell
inside the heart
pressed up against
the glass
for all eyes to see
only darkness
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
the hell
inside the heart
pressed up against
the glass
for all eyes to see
only darkness
Thank you for reading my writing! I hope you will return in the future!
-Alina