No Name

I'm too quiet. I admit, I let people walk all over me -_-

Repeatedly she finds the light
Constantly pulled back into the shadows
Nothing feels right
Everything forming into a disaster

Intricate stories
Weaved together very well
Hard to tell what is veracity
Pushing her to continue…
Hurting herself in silence

When the f**k will she speak up?

Reviews

[Orlando Murcia]

Well don't

I have a heart but I don't let
people burn me anymore

Be wise as a serpent and gentle as a dove


Great write