She cried a bucket full of tears
Aching like she was hit by spears
Asking if she can make it through that pain
In the middle of the pouring rain.
He made it out of his comfort zone
And she believe she can get out too alone
Because she believed that's why she did
She made it out in the rain of acid.
She started to move forward
She started to walk away from the graveyard
She reall wanted to finish the race
And face another new phase.
She cover up the scars inside
She hide her feelings aside
She's done being vulnerable outside
She's done with toxic people by her side.
She tried to find somebody
But she don't want to be unfair with anybody
So she got up and fixed herself
And she picked her broken pieces and put it in a shelf.
(December 2016)
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Love, Doravella
PoetryDoravella's love in prose and poetry through writing are hereby expressed in this exhibit. All her feelings; All her thoughts; All her nightmares; All her dreams; and All her darkest secret Wil be shown in this matter.
