Don’t Tell
This is a poem based off truth of the author.
young and innocent
don’t know anything none to the wiser.
Eyes blinded, hands tied, with screams muffled
The fight she had left is when her fight turned on her.
now you have left her vulnerable
left her to fend for herself
left her desperate for love
when she needed shielding the most, you took her by the hand to carry her to hell.
now she is stuck inside herself
instead of fighting you, she is fighting the pain within
her missing innocence being her rage.m
Eyes frighten her, they all resemble yours.
You left an immaculate scar, a physical permanent scar.
Those scars lead to battle scars being left on her arm.
Left her to consume a temporary happiness on cloud 9
for her to escape just to feel the hurt again
reliving a dream over and over… AGAIN
when will she heal? when will her hurt end ?
leaving her to question, was it even real?
exposing herself to the dirty truths that lies beneath
but her truth was never told, no one ever asked
she was young and innocent
didn’t know none to the wiser
HER eyes blinded, hands tied, screams muffled
you left her with a fight to fight forever
but-
did she deserve her innocence to be gone forever?
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