You watch her soul crumple and die.
Then you wonder why she cries.
Down the mountain you watched her roll, then you wonder why she's in pain.
You just kept watching her live in misery and you kept wondering why her smile on her face was fake.
But did you ever think she was hurting?
That she kept smiling thorough the pain,
hoping someone would see her and you were the one that did,
yet you Sat back and watched her break her neck.
Did you ever think about reaching out your hand to help pull her up from the ground that sallowed her small body.
You could've helped her instead you wondered why she wasn't happy when the answers were played out in front of your face.
Now you wonder why she never came back that night.
But she wonders why no one saved her expect herself.
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Trio Of Words
PoetryPoetry from the corner of my little world. Another freestyle poetry book. "You finally saw that I was a puzzle piece that wasn't complete, but aren't we all when our emotions fall?" "So these are all things that keep playing back to me in poetry. A...
