and when she thought
this feeling that was brought
washed away from her head
it is again keeping her up in bed
as far as her memory goes,
she has passed this stage where she was so low
why did it come back?
she does not want to be reminded where she lack
she does not want to be reminded of her bad luck
and most certainly not the way she always holds back
if she could tear her brain, she would
if she could halt the rain, she would
if she could stop this pain, she would
if she could cut off the disdain, she would
but she cannot
she has been stripped off that power
by the insecurities that tower
in her mind that might last forever
the happiness that she was showered
now gone with a snap of a finger
however,
she sits and ponder
waiting for someone that can save her
YOU ARE READING
peony. poetry
Poetryan applause for the girl who wanted a new beginning and acquired it by changing her fate. -poetry -slow updates art: rawraau (ig)
