To You above ones
black and white all you see
The laughs the smiles hide it all
the beats the bruises
the tears the lies
everything he says
what he wants you to believe
makes you want something you cant reach
the blood the mistakes
lying on the floor
the makeup smeared eyes
come alive
no one knew
no one saw
they just ignored it all
his smile brought amazement
his frown brought tears
until his latest victim
couldn't bear
the drinks going down
the life of the town
every move made him proud
the hidden physique
the rage the beats
meant nothing to them
but all to her
the wondering eyes all around
no one seemed to laugh
when she was lying dead on the ground
YOU ARE READING
Manifesto
PoetryStory for Ellen Hopkins contest. Enjoy. Hope I win...Fingers and toes cross..OK that was wierd. Anyways hope you like it.