Heart heavy with exhaustion,
Her head bows at the weight,
Cutting off her limbs.
Blood settling beneath the skin
As if she were dead.
There is no one around to help
Or to hear her pathetic sounds
As tears travel down her cheeks,
She prays to be put out of her misery.
No one hears.
Time passes in a blur,
Shapes of shadows dancing over her paling skin.
Phantom hands grip along her soul,
Tugging, tugging, tugging.
Finally, she is free.
Disclaimer:
I will not be doing another giant update of publishing 40+ poems from here on out. They'll be published along with their current dates like this one. I hope you all enjoy! I do not know how fast I'll update, most likely when I get inspired or something. Also, might have multiple parts on the same day, who knows!
~ Allie
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Heart & Soul Poetry
PoesiaJust some random poetry from the depths of my mind. Read if you want. I will say there might be some triggers, so be cautious.
