And so she used to write
Write about the darkness
Write about the hardship
Write what she knew
..pain, fear, the morbid
Truth of her reality
Demons in her dreams
Only way to cut it off
...just cut it off
That's how it seemed..
YOU ARE READING
She Used To
PoesiaThis one's for my past.. for the fear for the pain for the dark ..and all of those who had a hand in any of it Because He used it all, and all of YOU, to mold this Queen and to show me that within me is all I need..
