It's taking over all of her body
Her eyes, her hands,
They are no longer hers.
She is now watching a strange film of a distant memory.Screaming from the inside, she gets so loud,
It keeps her quiet, not letting out a sound.
She is no longer herself.
Just a shellThe movie on the screen shows sad scenes,
Eyes that were once hers show the beginning.
Eyes show the hate, the losing of all faith
It's taking over
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Paths Gone Wild
PoetryPoetry that needs critiquing or have desires to be shared! There is no specific theme. Most of it is -old- and depressing right now! However I currently have poems I will place in soon. *cover art is not mine. -Starred titles are going to be edited...