BLACK
Black, all that she has known,
It seeps, oozes and bleeds,
Laced with pure poison, cruel and vile,
Restraining, containing, she tried so hard,
No more, alas, too weak to win,
Death of perfection, the consequence,
She returns to black, all she has known.
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so sad...
this was a depressing read and very sad indeed, if this poem is about you, I hope you feel comfort soon, I know how life can be testing at times, but we need to realize we are stronger than we give ourselves credit for....keep releasing in your writing and you will soon clear some space in your full mind, peace.