They Called Her Ugly

Her writing

Words tripped on her tongue--

She was never ready for this kind of pain, how she could easily become undone

Chasing off her memories, making sense of broken dreams

The lies she had been told sunk deep into her skin;

Why did you have to win?

Holding on to the chance of escape, hoping it would set her free

Burned into her being until love singed

Flickered out until that flame had been forgotten--

She was always waiting for that opportunity, for that pain to end.

Until the end caught up to her...