the twinkle in her eye has merely dimmed,
the warmness in her heart frozen stiff,
the beautiful curl of her lips flatlined.
that precious little girl,
those pretty little thoughts,
the innocent little moments...
no one told her
the consequences of growing up
no one explained to her
the harsh reality of this cruel word.
darkness consumes her,
she dreads for an end.
why..?
why does it..?
hurt...?
an angel whose lost her wings
and now plummeting into her own demise
she dances to the song of eternal rest
the dark hooded creature whispering
sweet nothings
accepting herself into his welcoming arms,
the once raging flame within her
finally extinguishes
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Jealousy consumes her as she remembers the sweet, innocent way she used to be. When she was younger and free, happy...how could someone so lovely turn out this way? So broken, cold-hearted, and distorted? What was once so innocent and precious has now been corrupted.
It's half past midnight, and she's drunk off sorrow and despair. Oh, how she longs for an end. She firmly grips the skirt of her long, beautiful red dress and twirls in the big, grassy field of lilies with heels in hand.
Tears and mascara stream down her cheeks as the pale moonlight shines down upon her. She could feel her organs shutting down one by one. A figure in all black appears in her field of vision as it blurs, and gently intertwine their fingers together.
It gracefully guides her hands and feet, and soon they were waltzing across the field. Soon, her subtle tears become mournful sobs. Oh, how bad she feels for the pain she will bring upon her loved ones, but she can no longer bear this sadness that lies deep within her.
To her lover, she's concealed her final goodbye within overwhelming love and affection, and her mother with everything she believed she deserved. Little did they know that this last party was a goodbye. Oh, how her heart ached at the thought of them receiving such a heartbreaking phone-call.
Her eyes grow heavy as the darkness fades in. The mysterious creature gives her one final twirl and conceals her fate with a warm, comforting embrace. Her body goes limp, and it gently lies her in the field where she'd be found in the morning.
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Dark & Twisted Short Stories and Poems (TW!!)
De Todotw; twigger warning!: this book will contain countless triggering things from suicide, to self-harm, to bullying, and beyond. discretion is HIGHLY advised. this is a book of poems and short stories. sometimes poems will have a story with it, sometim...
