Suz is disturbingly beautiful,**
in a horrifying way with
dark bruised circles under her eyes; haunted.
thick layers, buried beneath the
surface of long lashes that paint her
innocently dangerous with
pupils so big she is a
doll.

She is snow white pale she is
skin and bones she is
a fantasy inside a nightmare and I can only hope to dream of her she has
scars like maps into her soul she is
gone.

She is the last few lines of a poem gone wrong.