Put up a good battle
Stood your ground strong
Your army next to you
Yet...
his army was stronger
his words crushed you
You were pushed under
And for what?
So he could feel strong?
Better?
He eats of your weakness
He murdered your army
...Yet is not called a murderer?

Leaving you not only alone but vulnerable with no dignity
He took everything from you
Your army
Your heart
Your hope
Your trust
What did he leave you with?
A reason to not carry on?
He brings this upon you
And look at you now

You Went in there thinking he had an army yet he had a whole battlefield
Only took a few savagely created bullets filled with hurt aimed at your heart
and you were pushed down
With no one to help you get back up

left alone...

You know her
She’s that girl
The one with the biggest smile
Matched with the biggest demons
The one with the loudest laugh
Matched with the loudest thoughts
She’s the one that’s happy
Right?
She’s the one that has everything
Right?
She’s the one that if you ask her how she is
She smiles and says she’s....fine
She does it so quickly almost as if rehearsed
Almost as if she had planned the reply in the mirror each morning
But no one notices
Her eyes sting from the crying
-She’s lost
But found in a fake world
A tea party with her own demons
Scars that put your nightmares to shame
-She is lost
But you won’t find her
Her laugh is just loud enough to cover her cries for help
Her smile told the story of how she’s fine
A fantasy story with a drowning hero
She’s the hero
Yet she’s drowning
but knows how to swim
But each demon she has pulls her under
And you don’t notice...because she’s "fine"