A tattered dress
A bloody mess
What happened to her you'll never guess
Behind the angel's smile
The demons lay
She screams ,she shouts
But her pain will never be let out
The anger ,the hate
The fear, the pain
She's going numb
Quick help her
Or regret will come
She laughs, she smiles
She fools them all
But she will never be hole
Scarred skin ,scared eyes
Behind the mask ,she slowly dies
You'll never know you'll never see
Who she could have been
That person she'll never be
Death awaits it's bride
In The void , to the darkness it offers she haids
Her pain, her only guide
No,more life in her to fight
No reason for her to ride
This horrid train you call life
All she ever does is hide
Hide the tears hide the scars
Hide from all those who broke her heart
So here she is with the blade to her wrist
One more cut there's no risk
They won't stop her
They don't know
So one more twist and there she goes
YOU ARE READING
Survivor
PoetryThese are short pragraphs and poems that i wrote in times of immense emotionnal turmoil i was angry,bitter,hurt or determined. Keep in mind that this is not professionnal writing and that this is my first ever time sharing my creations. ~WARNINIG...
