Her breath is light and thin
A losing war she's desperate to win
Angels and demons, but there are no sides
She curls up, sits down and cries
There's a faint smile on soft pink lips
She speaks in little rhymes and quiet quips
Scars on her arms, angry and red
With a silver blade in hand, her arms bled
No words spoken, there's nothing to be said
All that they knew was that she fled
No clues as to where she went
It was only a matter of time well spent
She reappears two weeks later, something there, another here
It was hard to find her as she lived out her life in fear
Her family wondered and worried, where could she be
She would wonder the same as her plane flew across the sea
The plane landed and someone picked her up
He muttered questions with curt answers mumbled into a cup
She disappeared, this time for good
Only one picture to see, her face hidden under a hood
YOU ARE READING
Poems And Quotes
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and quotes from a time in a teenager's life when she thought she had nothing. In reality, the world had given her everything she had ever wanted; a family, a lover, a friend. She's no longer there, not anymore, but she...
