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Her world starts to darken
Painted with hues of black
The hope she had once
Has disappeared with each smack
Each smile shatters her heart
Had she always been the target of this dart?
He was the light of her day
But never did she realize that she was his prey
Her prince had fallen in her eyes
The only sound in the room are now her cries
She is no longer the same
Just a diminished flame
A strike and a slap
Is all it takes for her to snap
She's broken beyond cure
Yet her love remains pure
She loved him all the same but she doesn't love herself anymore
Her body lays motionless on the floor
His love was poison
Almost as deadly as treason
She sought relief
Nothing else could dim her grief
In the end , all it remains was the distance between her and the ground
It could heal her wound
She jumped and flied
Never crushing her pride
Now she's happy
Even as she lays dead
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A/N : This poem is based on abusive relationships . Enough said .
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A/n : Updated one : So , after a comment by the ever helpful captainaquakrishna , I have deiced to enter this new author note . Death never really is the solution . Believe me , it never is . Our live is the most precious gift we have but in this poem , it features a women who no matter what happened couldn't stop loving her husband . It was as if though , that living without him would be equal to death . Her love being unchanged even when she faced all those atrocities he put her through . She was blinded by her love . His happiness , his existence mattered more to her than her life. Her soul although wanted escape . Being separated from him would haunt her , never let her live . She knew that leaving him was an option that would now or then crumble . She would return to him . And in such state of dilemma , she chose death . Embraced it as a long lost friend , as a happiness never provided.It let her fly live and smile all in that one moment of her jump . And this is why my character in the poem chose death .
Love makes us do crazy things~
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PoetryStains which showed a glimpse of life, Stories left untold, Unraveled by the tiny stains, Left behind to wonder what could have it meant Cover Credit : @Plastic-Promises
