They watch as her young heart fades into the darkness
her wild youth disappears in front of there eyes
moments of fear and hate runs through her like a dark black fog
will she ever be the same? Will her heart ever heal?
Take me back to the hot summer days when all I had was my innocence
gone. Just like that. Forever.
JC
Dark days are a major part of our life's...
When we except it and embrace it ' we can then enjoy the brightest days of our entire existence..
Never be afraid of the dark ' your own darkness creates the light that shines trew your soul ?
Julianna,
Well done! I love the questions that are posed in this piece. The location of the volta is especially intriguing, as you raise the questions I think we all have as we grow. Isn't it pretty to think about those summer days?
-Rodolfo
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Martin Elder
Sun 10th Mar 2019 14:47
This is both brittle and beautiful at the same time. A wonderful heart felt piece of poetry
Nice one