Another day in this life,
She is thankful to have survived.
Wondering how it must be to die;
Awaiting another sleepless night.
She must have wondered once or twice,
How did she not die?
Why did she not do it last night?
An invisible rope tied around her throat.
Choking every thing, taking away her last of hopes.
How is it not complicated?
Another universe she has seen,
Beautifully painted, left unseen.
Hidden beneath her imagination, so close yet beyond everyones reach.
She has kept it safe, somewhere deep,
It's for her and to be shared with 'him'.
Romantically murdered,
Something that will never be unveiled.
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INCOGNITO #Wattys2017
PoetryShe sailed a sea of emotions to wander in a forest of scars. She is a dance of light and darkness. A galaxy of shadows and stars. The story where i found her just to get lost.
