she was shackled in her own darkness
never leaving her shadow behind
she tiptoed to reach the highest point in her life, but she fell
she'd rearranged her room again so nothing was in place
scattered light reflected off the broken mirror danced.
she had her chance to call for help, the time is now
but nobody cares
WHY ARE YOU CRYING IN THE CORNER?
WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?
HOW COULD YOU?
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrywhen life gets me down, i write // highest ranking: #1 in poetry #2 in hot poetry