THE END OF THE TERROR

25 3 0
                                    

Finally the words of the past,

Stop haunting her at last.

Her lips crack a smile,

Something they haven't done in a while.

Her smile may be scary at first,

But at least she knows it can't get worse

She puts down her old friend

The one who could have brought her to the end.

She listens to the voices fade

The ones who told her about the blade

She thinks she will allow food again

For a new chapter is about to begin

A chapter where she is not mad

A chapter where she is not sad

A chapter where she is happy

And no longer feeling crappy

She will no longer feels pain

All she will feel now is gain

She may still be mad, off her rocker

But at least now, no one can mock her.

** Hope you liked it. If so rate it, also read another poem. If not, read one of my stories, they are way better. **

PoemsWhere stories live. Discover now