Truth

Afraid she feels ,
Breathing beneath,
Struggling fo peace,
Truth she needs,
For a soul relief,
A lie she lives ,
Trying to fix,
The broken shreds,
Alone she's left ,
For her thoughts to drift ,
Down the edge ,
If truth was said ,
She wouldn't be dead,
On her small bed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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