During the day she's perfect
She smiles at everyone
Laughs at everything
Sees every moment with innocent eyes
And dreams of the future
During the night she's flawed
She doesn't smile
She has this joyless expression
She doesn't laugh
She only cries
Every moment of innocence is gone
There are only corrupt pictures
There are no more dreams
She doesn't think about the future
She only thinks about the past
Everything that's happened
All the things that have hurt her
She once thought about the future
But every time she did it hurt her
She thought only about bad
Never good...
She thought...
Who will hurt me next
Will they leave too
Can I trust them
All these thoughts
They only cause pain
Every day and night causes pain
The first was to just end it
She tried and tried
But something always stopped her
The second was to paint
She didn't like it at first
But now it's all she does
It's all she thinks about
Painting takes away the pain
When she paints she doesn't worry
It makes her feel free and happy
All the pictures are the same though
The same color and pattern
Red lines
Red lines that cross everywhere
From side to side
And top to bottom
She loves it...
Every night she paints
But she can only paint one picture...
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This poem was written by a girl named Valerie
I dedicated this part to her
You should check out her other poems
They are really good
~Sheyanne
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PoetryThese are just some random poems I write when I'm alone Or sad or depressed Or all of the above
