Miscellaneous Poetry

her battle

She painted her skin
With blood.
She layed and waited
For someone
To hear her silent screams.
She was broken.
All of her time was spent
Fighting a constant battle
Against her mind.
Her hopes turned
To bad memories
Her dreams to
Nightmares
Every inch of her flesh burned
With the thought of continuing through the pain.
The agony of life.
But she did.              
She kept going
Not for herself
      But those she loved
Every morning and night
She fought
        For them
Because she loved them
She knew what
Giving up would cause.
The idea of causing them
That same pain she felt
Made her keep going
Forced her to
Keep fighting
Never ending
She would win
FOR THEM.
even if it ment suffering
Alone.
She won.