the skies were thundering
and she watched
as lighting struck the ground.
there he was staring
at her now.
she sobbed with the rain.
she screamed the pain.
the sirens came rolling in.
ravens circling above,
attacking the innocent dove.
he covered his ears.
it was to loud not to hear.
he wanted to come near.
but he was scared.
she loved him.
she cared about him.
that's why she put on that facade.
the one that hid the blade.
and he was the one to blame.
now she feels ashamed.
this was her choice.
she gave into that voice.
the halls are silent as the violence calls.
sleep. the place were
her nightmares disappear.
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Eunoia
PoetryEunoia means beautiful thinking or a well mind. These poems are made by a girl with a broken mind, which makes the title of this book and the thoughts that have composed it, ironically beautiful. [complete] [copyright @ y u g e n 2017]
