I Killed Her
I tried to describe how it feels to leave one's childhood behind and be an adult in this treacherous world
Eyes well up
Voice becomes dumb
Lungs barely breathe
Chest burdensome
Carrying weight of a murder
Of a girl very handsome.
Nerves high in cortisol
Veins circulates dead blood cells
Arteries blockages due to guilt and stress.
Heart beats in dead body like of a mummy.
Lungs inhales poison to kill the human in her slowly
Sight blinded, throat choked,
Thoughts tied with a rope
Tongue does not allow them to elope
Limbs incapacitated
Only moving to kill and bled
Hands blasted apart
After firing multiple shots straight at head
Slowly she gave herself a dreadful death
Slaughtered her soul because the bullies told.
Wore metal nails to fit in society's mould.
She killed the naive child she was to be a woman
But living in a body so, she feels like her indentity's stolen
Cause her mind and heart still belongs to the land of innocence
She is not ready to step in the world full of real deception.
Bound by fate, she can't be the same the child in her has to be mudered,
So she can be a free women tied in chains of vices and demons
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