listen
and you'll hear her cries
for help.
her smile tries to
hide the demon.
but you can see
its attempts
of escape on her
fragile skin.
it leaves brutal
presents on her body.
the scars tell you that.
you're scared.
the demon watches
through the eyes of
the victim.
it's here to stay.
YOU ARE READING
drifting thoughts
Poetryjust a book full of short poems. enjoy :) (lowercase intended) {HIGHEST RANKING: #34 in poetry} [STARTED: 12th october 2017] ~◇~ "i dreamed our love was real. i dreamed we were happy. i dreamed of us laughing. i dreamed that we would live forever. ...
