Being a young white-girl
in this century
has ups
and downs.
People see my life
to be extravagant.
A shining jewel;
receiving everything
I could ever want.
But
behind closed doors
threats lurk
cornering me
until hope is lost.
To others
my darkness is
invisible.
Unseen but
purely there.
It's not a fairy tale
yet
I feel my pain
succumbing
into the hope
of a better day.
Times will change.
Pain
will fade into peace
within my soul.
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Thoughts of a Forsaken Soul
PoetryA collection of my poems regarding to the quality of human life, and how I've experienced the world. ©2015 xxsherryxx
