She stands there,
Hunched over,
Hands by her sides.1
She sobs,
Her make-up running,
And cheeks tearstained.2
She feels weak,
Her shirt bloodstained,
The crimson liquid covering her hands.3
“Hey! You alright?”
Some one calls,
Their voice playful and happy. 4
She looks up,
Stifles a sob,
Nods and says, “I’m fine.”5
They look at her,
Don’t see her tears,
Nor her bloody arms.6
They believe her,
Thinks she’s okay,
And ignores her pain.
Author notes
Just a dream I had awhile back..
Comments
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awww. sounds like my life... you're dreaming what i feel everday... you psychic? lol.
it was really good.. very emotional. i love it... three cheers for you
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