do you see it?
the gradual worsening of her posture;
shoulders hunching over
as if mourning
the death
of her happiness
and cowering
from her demons
how her eyes aren't as bright
and her laugh not as passionate,
just a hollow
rehearsed
echo
off the walls of her empty heart
as depression clutches her in its ever-tightening grip
keeping her hostage
but she shrugs.
it's comfortable.
do you see it?
YOU ARE READING
La Da Dee ✔
Poetrymelancholic poetry, prose and other random pieces of my heart in word form. ♡ // highest ranking: #62 in poetry // • march 11th, 2017 - august 4th, 2017 •
