have you ever noticed the bags under her eyes or the anger issues she has?
her empty cheeks and cracked lips still forced into a treacherous smile.
struggling to show everyone that she is a fighter and that she will be alright.
no one cared enough to hold her close, to tell her that it is okay to not be alright.
so she walked through life like a battlefield.
but she hoped that maybe one day she would live and not just survive
she survived the storm outside yet spread a frown across her face.
the storm within her was not ready to end
running through her mind like a flashing light
asking her to burn and shine even brighter; to get out of the chaos.
turning all differences into ashes to create a palace among storms
so she could bring her dreams to life
YOU ARE READING
all blood, no tears
Poetrya collection of poems and some 3am thoughts from a broken soul *possible trigger warning* this story deals with sexual assault, abuse, depression, anxiety, suicide & addiction. if you are struggling, reach out. it's okay to not be able to do everyt...