She was happy and angelic
Just like a Disney princess...
Believed in an asthetic world which never existed...
Believed in people who didn't know how to love...
She celebrated each and every day with them
Gave them her heart and trust....silly!
But how could she forget...
Neither it was Disney nor she was a princess.
They hurt her with their knives of words and actions.

She bleeded everyday more and more...
But she was not a loser...as it ain't in her blood
She picked up her sword and the bruised pieces...
Put them back with the bandaids.

They thought of her as a dream...that could be broken easily,
But she is a nightmare...dressed up as a dream.
In this world of princesses,
She will be a Queen...
Now don't get near her...you'll get burned
Her heart is all black...
I saw her pretending to be happy.
But now I guess.... she is tired.
The demons that once played and made her cry
They are bowing down to her.

Even though she is all black  
But I'll miss the old her...whatever she was
Atleast she was mine.

🖤

She is strong enough
to hide her wounds and tears.
And meets the world with
a warm hug and bright smile.
Even though the wounds are deep
And she knows, it will take years
to fill them...
But she disgusts over herself
As she can't stand being weak
So she picks up her sword
to bring an end to it...before it ends her too.

The body heats up and the mood, swings
The blood that she cringes over is holy,
It's painful because it's the shedding
of all the preparations that were done to welcome a new life.
A life that was going to be a part of her body.
The pain is the scream of her body
as it had worked hard for the 9 month ceremony🌸
But has to let it all out!
To all the girls out there! you are a Goddess
As the world rises from You.