Soft skin turned hard as glass, eyes once bright now dull and drab. Hair once soft now course like wire smile once perfect now broken and tired. scars on her wrists are seen as seeking attention the tears in her eyes called forced and unmentioned she's calling for help in a pool of sadness cause she cannot swim and the water is closing in she's drowning. She goes unnoticed and ignored she's screaming for help but we're deaf to her pleas she's sinking in all her happy memories dropped to her knees she's screaming out in sorrow but no one will help her for she's only a broken doll in a world of sorrow.
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Creative writing
PoetryThese are just a bunch of my creative writing pieces cause I had no where to keep them - p.s they might not be very good but I like them so oh well
