I'm just a girl
walking through fog
I can't see anything that lies
on the road ahead
until it is right next to me
i encounter a demon
with fangs and claws
that scratch my wrists and thighs
and tear away the fat
that lies on my stomach and legs
but I keep walking
the demon keeps following me
until
I encounter an angel
with lips and hands
that close my wounds
and feed me
to make me healthy and strong once more
and I keep walking
the angel stays with me
{m.s.}
YOU ARE READING
alone in my thoughts
شِعرthis is my way of catching my breath this is my way to stop crying this is my road to recovery this is my protection if you have something rude to say, please read another story and keep your thoughts to yourself.
