Her life's been more like a war that she's been forced to fight…
leaving in its wake the most unbearable pain written all over her face, with a million invisible
Scars burned so deep in her heart…
its Damn near impossible to miss that broken child forever lost floating through her eyes and her art...
Like her childhood memories so few that wernt bad right from the start…
the good has become way to hard for her to find in all the sadness thats been left behind,
her innocence was lost trapped amongst the traumas left unfading in her mind...
Her thoughts are only answers, songs, and rhymes;
only leaving her with the answers to questions no ones even asked her yet,
so afraid for the future because she's still terrified of the past….
Everything changes!... Thats true; your right many things do not last …
but the past is the past and it never goes away it lingers in that photo with that crack left in its frame,
like an apology letter forgotten; left unopened since 1989,
could even be that once tragic memory left dormant in your mind,
or maybe just a piece of jewelry you lost and thought that you would never ever find….
You see?... She won't ever escape her past or those pictures left behind…
they will forever be an extremely painful part of her hole heart, soul, and her mind…
RJW 2020
Merci pour la lecture!
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