She's left alone
In a world of darkness
Trapped in her own
Nightmares
Left to face
Her darkest fears
She can't think straight
Her eyes blur with tears
She's helpless
She's powerless
She's defenseless
Just a pawn
In their wicked games
That they always win
She let them take
All that she had left
She was sick of it all
Tired of fighting back
They used her
They broke her
They ruined her
They tore apart
Every bit of courage
She had left
They left her
Thrashing around endlessly
In her bed
Wide awake
Her head spinning
Her tears streaming
Her screams tortures
Her cries desperate
It happened again and again
The same sickly sweet smiles
The same cruel laughter
The same crimes
Committed again
And again
Until she closed her eyes
Until she let it go
Until she lost control
Everything rushed upon her
Like a wave
Every moment
Ever memory
She let herself fall
She let herself drift away
And stop fighting
She surrendered herself
To the nightmares
Once again.
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The Girl
PoetryShe was beautiful. She was happy. She was a bright prism of colors. She was a sizzling firework of surprises. She lit up everything she walked past, with her bright, dimpled smile. They thought she was perfect. Until her world came cra...
