Scars of Ugly

Scars of Ugly

A Poem by *~DreamDeamon~*

Face scarred

No one sees anything but the scars

Her face is not a thing of beauty anymore

They stare

They judge

They dont see her for her

They shy away

They point and laugh

 

She cries and cries

All she wants is to be loved

Her scars are not her

She knows this for a fact

And wonders why no one sees this

 

She wollows in her pain in her sorrow

Her dpression gets bad enough she hides

Under black clothes

Make up
And masks

 

Still they stare cuz now shes

A devil worshiper in all that black

They dont understand she is just hiding those scars

The things they already stared and snickered at her for

 

Her depression worsens

But in this black hole there is light

Light way off in the distance calling her name

Some mysterious voice calling her name

In her dreams

Nothing vivid just a voice

And a small light just illuminating the blackness she surrounded herself in

 

With every night

Every dream the voice becomes louder

The light brighter, bigger

 

The next day after the dream with no black

And the voice so loud and clear

She was waiting in a crowd

Waiting for the bus that she catches countinously everyday

She hears it

Hears that voice that she knows so well now

 

A man with a breifcase

No one she has seen before

Was standing behind her on his phone

Yapping away

In that sweet voice she became to love

 

He doesnt notice but he drops some papers

This must be fate this must be her oprotunity

Se takes down her hood showing those scars

Lets down her hair

Primps the best she can with her hands

Walks over and picks them up

 

On the bus she goes up to him

"Sir u drop these" she asks

He turns his jaw hits the floor

She turns her face down ashamed

He lifts her head

Carresses her chin in his cold soft hand

Looks at he sweetly

"I dont know but this feeling i've never had before

Come away with me

I will set you free"

She smiles

Nods her head

He takes her hand

 

 

True love perhaps

Fate who knows

Thats for you to decide

How does the story end in your eyes?

 

© 2011 *~DreamDeamon~*


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Amazing work, love this.....

Posted 12 Years Ago


i like this (: the guy's a little creepy just to start caressing some girl on a bus because she handed him his papers though.

Posted 12 Years Ago


wow i love this poem

Posted 12 Years Ago


like the beginning of the end. the end of shame and insecurity and the beginning of love and admiration. beautifully written and compelling and tastefully honest.very good write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Maybe its death? I love this poem so so much! And I truly know what its all about. Excellent write!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow, what an intense poem. Even that made me think a little because sometimes people don't want to be judgmental but they are. Oh the irony!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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*~DreamDeamon~*
*~DreamDeamon~*

Chiloquin, OR



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