She used it
as an excuse,
for her mother was
a Mad Woman too
It was a lost case
with her father
She could see inside
her own soul
Seeing evil,seeing
Selfishness
The angel-winged
little girl
she once knew
Stopped growing with
her body
Escaped
Before it was too late
What was left
disgusted her to the core
She doesn't want
to be this anymore
How could she change
something so deeply
Ingrained into her flesh?
Wishing she could open
her chest
and rip out
what was left
Or bleach her blood
Yet,nothing was left to do
Nobody can destroy
The very thing
they're made out of
So now, she will act innocent
Hiding the shadow of the devil
Inside her
Keeping him at bay
She wonders
if others could feel him
Too?
Or have they become one
with him?
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Growing Pains
PoetryA retelling of growing up with all of the highs and lows. Condensed into few words are my experiences with people, self-discovery, and the small parts of life and the world I've gotten to see through the windows of my childhood home.
