Soon the realisation revealed in flame,
The world will never be the same.
She tried so hard but the inspiration decayed.
Alone at last, The time soon came.
She will find the place she can remain untamed.
She looked at the jaggered messes,
Gathered from the broken hearts of this world, scattered across the floor.
Somewhere so cold, where life was once at peace, Where soft pink babies could grow.
She asked 'What kind of form does destiny take?', They didn't reply, Just asked what she meant, insulting looks becoming taint.
They never told her,
All they would say is not to dream.
They couldn't hold her,
Everytime they tried the bolder she seemed.
She reaches higher,
She smiles through shades darker than black or grey.
'To understand pain is all kinds of beautiful'.
She heard the words, knew the answer and would never go back again.
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Nobody's Silent Saviour
PoetryA selection of poems on varying topics, none of which are for the faint hearted. Some pieces touch on some personal experiences but most are just fictional writing in which I've attempted to be spontaneous and take on a different perspective or expe...
