SHE
she walks with her head down
she does not speak
her jaws are clenched
and her fingers pick at skin
a knot seems to always be lodged into her throat
the she is alone
No one sees it
No one sees her for who she is for
She has chained herself up to a tower of rotten flesh
that smells and leaks of fluid
but she will not let go
the tower that once brought her confidence now eats at her self esteem
the tower belittles and laughs and strips she of everything she could have been
the tower hids as well as she
no one see it
no even she
lisa donohoe
Thu 17th Jan 2019 08:43
Your words are as deep as the ocean and as sad as a grieving mother.
Your tower will yet again become your castle. Pain does not last forever my friend.
I pray your confidence comes rushing back because you deserve everything that makes one self happy. ?