She stood there
Her hair floated in the breeze
The pain it gripped her
Brought her to her knees
She screamed but no one heard her
She stretched out her arms
But no one saw
The scars that were red and raw
The sorrow and the screams were ignored
It was easier to look away
Than to look upon this girl
So they continued forward
As she stayed behind
To suffer alone
She was left there
Inside her home of pain
She was left there
And everyday she drowned
She was lost
She was seen
But without sound
Nyx
Hauntingly beautiful…and beautifully written.
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Thank you
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beautiful! but so sad. xo
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Very sad. I can feel that. Been there.
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