Hello everyone. I trust you're all doing fine.
Here's a poem I wrote this night...
it means a lot to me. Constructive criticism will be highly appreciated. Thank you.

© NhSnailwrites


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Walking down the street of dread,
She saw the unpleasant, met the insidious, shaken by terror
As the thrust of pain stung her heart daily,
She realized, so this is what it's like?
Holding back the tears was but a futile attempt.


Alone by herself, her existence was becoming a nightmare,
Echoes of confusion, chaos, dilemma, laid seige to her heart
Her silence sounding like thunder,
Eyes weary and tired,
She knew sleep couldn't cure these demons that were dancing in her soul.


Somehow, she figured the world wasn't meant for her,
Living had become hell,
In silence, she bore her pains,
With a smile plastered across her face,
Nobody could tell she was dying.


As she drowned deeply in her pains,
Anger and bitterness devoured her soul,
And deeper she sinks, in pain
Remaining too much inside her head,
She ended up losing her mind.


The voice of survival stirred her soul,
I'm done being weak, she said
I only want to live, she chanted like a mantra
And rising from her ashes,
She picked up her Sword, ready for battle.