Puzzle
What made her go this far?
What drove her to this place?
Her words are incoherent
The answers etched across her face.
Her eyes are sad and empty
With a lifetime of regret,
Doing everything in her power
To make herself forget.
Life has lost its meaning,
But was there any there to start?
The sole evidence of existence
Is her rapidly beating heart.
Plagued by self destruction:
Oblivion equals bliss.
Escape from all emotion
It couldn’t have always been like this.
Trying to place the pieces
Of a picture that is unknown
Searching for the demons
That won’t let themselves be shown.
Copyright © Charlotte Aitken | Year Posted 2009
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