her voice hoarse from all her screams
she identified this raw feeling
she used to relive it in her dreams
her hands touch the cold cement floor
and her body brushes all sides of the building
all she saw was darkness and a puddle of something
quickly realizing it was her blood..she was bleeding
but felt nothing...
light emanates into the room, her eyes wince
"How is my pretty victim?" he hastily examines
closing her eyes, she prays to reach another world
so she may leave this one behind and let her cries subside
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Overwhelming Emotions
PoetryPoetry about heartbreak, loss and other sad stories. On 2/17/21 #5 in shortpoem out of 3.9k stories On 2/19/21 #5 in deepthinking 1.3k stories On 2/20/21 #7 in poet out of 15.1k stories #3 in poetrycollection out of 23.4k stories 6/18/21 #4 in short...
