03-Mar 23:15
Through the burning
Wilderness of her
Own mind she
Remains silent as her
Hidden wounds
Open for everyone To see,
Her overwhelming
Courage lets up the
Fray to a solemn
Reality as she looses
Face and sinks
Within herself,
Will she rise above
Her murky fate?
She hides in the attic
Where she cant be
Seen by the vindictive
Merciless voice,
She tours her pain by reminiscing
The birth of her
Only child called Grief...
As she wakes up the
Haunting faces that
Swim against the
Current of her blood mosaic gloomy
Pieces of forgotten memories,
She finally seeks
Escapism among the
Numb where she'll
Forever rest in Peace.
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