She wasn't a damsel in distress
She wasn't a ray of sunshine
With light and a new hope
She was a massacre of thoughts
Sinking in the misery of her own wrongdoings
She was far from the moon
Hiding in her cave
Contemplating her own understandings
She listened to no one
Livid and lost
Still not enough
She was confused from the start
Still dreamy and hopeful
She'd strive to go by in peace
Living in tomorrows
Never wanting the colossal
Day dreams to cease
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Silent Cries Of The Night
PoetryIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
