A deep ache in the chest that doesn't go away
The slight burn of the tears that try to escape
The hollowness that spreads from deep within her chest
Numbs her hollow self and leaves salty tracks
A wobbly smiles finally greets those chapped lips
And blankness fills those dull eyes
As she fights her demons with a shell of who she used to be
But praise that saddened girl who despite all her fears
Still lifts her shaky hand and points her pale fingers
To a light that seems eons away but still within reach
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PoetrySometimes some thoughts keep bugging me or when life gets too much for me, writing is my relief. All the thoughts or emotions that try to consume me ; I write them and as my fingers dance over the keyboard I find peace. These writings are a glimpse...
