I lived the way the monster crept from under beds
And they cut me deep in the back like the soldiers stealing heads
A scary war
A battle scar
A new fight
Another war
You don't have to just live through the night
You can enjoy the roughest fight
Battle cries
War is life
But this time I won't just 'must survive'
YOU ARE READING
Pink
Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
