In the hush of night, a shadow lingers
a whispered breath, an echo of fear
the skin, once a sanctuary
now cracked and vulnerable
crimson stains on a tapestry of trust
Fingers that once caressed
now claw through the fabric of innocence
a violent storm
tearing through the quiet
leaving behind the remnants of a shattered soul
Words unspoken
a voice lost in the chaos
the heart, a cage
beating against the bars of memory
each thud a reminder of what was taken
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Villainized
PoetryVillainized is a collection of poems that delves into my personal hell and the struggles I've faced. I am not the hero of my narrative; a minor side-character? Perhaps. The villain? Maybe. The interpretation is yours to decide.
