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Jul 2017
Looking at the pages torn.
Spread eagle on her floor.
Frustration filling her mind.
Eyes deemed with tears.
For another loss was near.
She could feel its
Heavy breathe caressing her pale skinned neck
Ripped from her hands
Another reason to cry.
She could not find the words.
She could not understand her world.
Her voice was just a whisper.
In the dark of the night.
No one would hear her,
Not the stars, the moon or the sky.
No one would even try.
The pale moonlight shining upon her
Knowing inside the words did not need to be said.
Page after page.
Began to shred.
In the morning light she would lazily awake.
Her eyes would tear open.
Her lips sealed tight.
Mourning, a loss she knew would never fade.
Soft as a summers glimmer Upon a. Darkened blue lake.
Eyes opening slowly.
Stretching to reach.
Nothing was what it should be.
She opened her eyes
To a world.
Of hatred,
jealousy,
lies and deceit.
She did not want to see.
For what was real
Was but a lie.
A game played over, again and again
Matters of the heart she could not mend.
She didn't even want to try.
Looking for the perfect words .
To say good bye.
She could not say them
She did not want to lie.
The nightmares began
Of her own accord.
Her demons betraying her Every word.
She tried to hide them.
But could not.
Her eyes growing weary
She began to nod off.
For in her dreams she could reach into a place that only her heart would be able to see..
For in her dreams was where she was meant to be.
Away from a world of cruelty and manipulation.
She went home that night.
Never to see another day.
For her goodbye
Was to walk away.
Hazel Redwood
Written by
Hazel Redwood  33/F/United States
(33/F/United States)   
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   Haydn Swan
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