The Shadow can't budge
The monsters inside
Spread over her body
As she screamed
Her ears filled lies
Her lips in a smile
Her voice was screaming
Open arms she tried
The Shadow doesnt know
The Monster teases
her distorted perception
Its invisible to her pain
The demise is near
Yet it isn't clear
Whether the Shadow, the darkness inside it is at fault
Or is it the Monster inside that breaks her soul
Shut the door
The Shadow's outside
Inside the Monster roars
and destroys her mind
'Light the lamp! Light the lamp' The Shadow screamed
It became tired of darkness and her screams
But the lamp's broken
Only the girl knows
Its the Monster at fault and not the Shadow's
The girl fight for Shadow
While Shadow victimise itself
And the Monster propaganda's her fault
And made her the bully
Her laughter turned into Agony Screams
She beat ruthlessly aimlessly
Cursing everything but the Shadow
While the Monster stays away
Separating her and the Shadow
Her smile turned tears
The tears into yelling
The yelling into laughter
All in moments flashing
She, the mentally ill, is losing her mind
All that's left is suffering
All the pain is voiced
Yet no one listened
Things turned severe
Suffering is now unbearable
The monsters played her
Now all it could do is pray
'Save her! Save her!'
Pray with the Shadow
That things turn normal soon
Help her! Pray!
That her life is saved and she survives it all
Pray with the Shadow
For Her you all
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Ok i know its not my usual style of writing. But i really wanted to say it ' Pray for her' to u all because she needs it. I tried my best to give a summary of it all in the poem. But I failed miserably
I purposefully made some errors, which isnt notable to u but if u carefully analyse the situation-poem you'll understand that there are 3 persons in it.
Only one can understand the true meaning behind it, but i doubt he can
Please guys, pray
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