Echoes of Ornamental Humans
Closing her eyelids she for once felt at peace The darkness for once didn't scare her Rather it brought her to an abyss No one but her thoughts to hear The loudness she didn't miss. Rainbows and unicorns, They are nothing but hallucinations. For her, happiness was strange, but closing her eyelids She for once felt at peace. She let it consume her She let it fume her and that was the barter. She gets one moment of silence, one moment of peace, one moment of herself, one moment of truce, one moment of not being nagged at, one moment of pruce. it did death confuse Why would she do it? Why would she loose it? They didn't hurt her? She was never abused? Then what made her bruise? In the land of clouds I asked her What was the need? Why this pleed? What made you take this step? Why couldn't you ask for help? And she told me, She told me her story,...