She locked herself in the bathroom's quiet and private space,
The only sound that she could hear were the voices in her head.
She's been too strong in front of the world outside,a chaotice and cruel land,
As she stood and faced the mirror,she saw a face she couldn't recognize.
She realized that all this while,she was just wearing a disguise,
She once used to be a kid with eyes full of life,but her eyes are now heavy with cries.
The world isn't as she thought it was when she was a kid,so were all those thoughts just lies?
The blue skies of her childhood have transformed form "blue" to "grey" skies.
In the silence of her bathroom,she thought of finding a way to get out of this endless rain,
With trembling hands,she searched for a light,but all that she could see was dark.
She pressed her head against her knees, tears streaming, when suddenly, she caught sight of a spark,
Slowly she lifted her head and turned towards the source of light at the door.
There,a hand extended, patiently waiting for her grasp,
"Come to me my servant" she heard a man-like voice speaking.
With a heart which was suddenly filled with hope,she took her first step and her hand met his,
Walking hand in hand with her creator,she finally found the right place where she belonged.
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My Poems,Quotes and Poetries.
PoetrySometimes,or most of the times,words aren't enough to describe how I feel and sometimes,words can't even come out of my heart. Writing poems,quotes and poetries are the best ways for me to describe my feelings.
