She grooves her pain,
She clamps her scars,
She's surrounded with her howling fancies.
She confines demons within her eyes,
Playing with matches and knifes.
She befalls magic within her pores,
Scribbling her pain,
Yet the words glow.
Her composition withholds tremors,
Holding the Sane within the sorrows of insane,
She's dignified with her own fame.
She sways herself within the soul of others,
She strolls the mortals to solace,
Yet she doubt her feathers.
YOU ARE READING
Me Myself and SHE
Poetry" Feel Someone, Heal someone, let your soul gleam someone let your words reveal someone." ~Tauseeq
