a golden trophy for a win,
all this time continuing my young rein,
success of diamond cups
filled with fresh dreams,
a face without any scars
and eyes without any tears,
how could a dream become reality
if all there is
is a hallucination?
look at me with nothing in my hands,
i am stranded in a void-filled ocean,
a flipped boat on rough waves,
i fell and dived without a warning
and i drowned in water
with people baring rows
of thin needles and jealous poison,
yet i couldn't offer a shield for me.
injection scars dot
my paper, porcelain doll skin
but i cover all of them
with forced, dainty smiles
and blinded narcissism.
i have nothing in my name so far,
i'm so lost without a light
pointing at my direction,
and without a cup of divine mercy,
i'm left with no guidance,
no golden trophies for my rein
but a face filled with scars
and eyes filled with tears.
-valkyrie
