StormA Poem by Giulia KingShe feels the walls caving in, she takes a look in the mirror, disgusted by what she sees. "I wish I was braver, prettier, ...more like her." She says shivering. No one seems to understand her. Her mind wants to find home. She is like a shadow in this world. A chapter of her soul, no one has read yet. A lonely soul that's allergic to other people. They affect her too much. She keeps wandering off to greater places. So unhappily in love with another world. A world where she belongs. So, alone she sits in the dark. Dreaming away to a place where the stars shine brightly for her. ... Sadness hits her like a knife in the back at 3am. She takes a steaming, hot shower trying desperately to scrub off all the bad voices. Her head is a storm. She has forgotten the passion she used to have for life, her personality has become a burden. She feels the water dripping on her skin like acid. She turns off the shower and takes a deep breath. ... © 2017 Giulia KingAuthor's Note
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