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She Hides


She falls asleep without a sound

or so you think

You don't hear her silently weep

 

No one knows the pain

she feels inside

No one sees the darkness

hid in her eyes

 

Darkness consumes her

  eats her alive

Death would be

a sweet surprise

 

She speaks not a work

trusting no one but herself

All she wants is to fly

free as a bird

 

But her wings have been clipped

she stands lonely in the street

Belittled beyond belief

 

tears roll as blood drips

Bright red blood flowing free

she is no longer in Misery

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Nitamarie2016

At a young age I lost the only person I truly had a connection with, this caused me to retreat within myself. I clung to Edgar Allen Poe. It is because of him and my connection to poetry that I am here today.

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