Once lived a girl always smiling
Nothing stopped her from always trying.
Converted criticise into inspiration,
But now she begs for appreciation with desperation.
Hands shaking, voice breaking, she whispers
"Please don't do this, please don't kill me."
Picks herself up again,
Fights the world to make a desired bargain.
Now she just EXISTS.
The sparkle on her eyes, now dulled
The smile she wore,a mere pretence.
She stares into the mirror and whispers one last time
"Please don't do this, Please don't kill my soul."
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Soul Alchemy #wattys2019
PoetryAn overspilling memoir of emotions, dreams, feelings, incidents, nightmares sprinkled with a whole Lotta love,hurt,feels and stupidity. Collection of late night scribbled poems, excerpts, and incidents #2 in Excerpts - 26.03.19
