BreathlessA Poem by thecreativechic
Last nights bottle
lies empty at her feet, she paints her lips red trying to hide the pain as if no one can see through her mask. She finds comfort in the secret. The silent screams are the loudest but only in her head. Trapped in this dark place no one has ever been. A place so cold that it drenches your bones, bringing you to your knees to your lowest point. A tainted truth is what she believes and she finds comfort in the liquid that fills her and makes her forget. © 2013 thecreativechic |
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Added on July 20, 2013 Last Updated on July 20, 2013 AuthorthecreativechicFLAboutI am strong I have no regrets I love being a mom the beach watching the sunrise with my love coffee smiling music cheesecake strawberries roses I am blessed with an amazing family and the.. more..Writing
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