The largest waterfall in the world would be beautiful and peaceful
The most tears shed would be tragic and anxiety inducing
Not knowing how to react now her face is all red
Her cliché porcelain skin now looking tired and stained red
Her eyes were tired of holding it all in
Body shaking with ongoing fear
Soft feet stepping on different land when she visited a different plan
To cry it all out for it won't go on forever
Find beauty in suffering just like a waterfall coming out of each of her eyes
So she paints
And this time she puts down her blade
She makes something more beautiful on a canvas more permanent
Her scars will be permanent with her corpse buried in the ground
But now she paints with a message passed through generations
A message that's bigger than please help me before I bleed out and die
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Poems on a dark night 🖤
PoetryPoems. Mostly written at night. Inspired by some of life's biggest tragedy's or questions. Just trying to make art out of my thoughts and I would really appreciate any reads and votes this book may get. 🌸🥀🌹👠🌴🍃🌻🌼🌞🌚🖤👽💀👻🤘🏼
