Weaving in and out
of ex-lovers and
ex-friends lives.
Adelaide was a
ghost that everyone could see.
A faceless person
in a sea of people
that wore they
identity on sleeves.
Adelaide's was behind a mask.
With a new name
she lived countless lives,
never looking back
to the one that was given
at birth because it was
a cage and Adelaide
wanted to be free.
YOU ARE READING
Dear: Hell
PoetryThe elevator broke now death played with you all night. - Hell's Deal ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Sometimes monsters are real, sometimes Hell is fictional, but both have impacted many lives. So, take seat with some coffee and enjoy this poetry collection.
