PAIN.OVERWHELMED.IMPASSIVE.SORROWS.OUTCAST.NONCHALANT.
When words course through veins like blood,
In that moment there was no love.
As syllables and vowels cut away causing pain,
Words are the poison taking over the brain.
The slow change of rosy alive skin,
Pale gloom and darkness begins.
Smiles bright like a laughing baby disappeared,
Tears, disappointment and anger suddenly reappeared.
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me they say,
But how that evil poison lead to mental decay.
Emotions of hate and fear carved a path,
This path of emptiness do not leave the traveler unscathed.
A 'How are you?' is now replied to as, 'I'm FINE.',
When FINE is Fears, Insecurities, Negativity, and Emptiness over time.
As this poison goes through the body within these tired veins,
How the storm and turmoil rages on in this cycle of two times losses and one time gain.
~Alis Grace.
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ALIS GRACE
PoetryTHE CONFUSION OF A PERSON, OF A THING; A NEW IDENTITY, A NEW LIFE OF WHAT IS THERE TO BRING, THE STORY OF A PERSON WHO HAS LOST EVERYTHING, A NEW DRAMA PEICE IN THIS WORLD OF SIN. QUEUES OR LINES, FEAR AND LOVE WHAT IS TO BE EXPECTED IN THIS BOOK VI...
