Dying Star
Perfect body, stunning eyes.
Looks alive, but dead inside.
Abused, bemused, used and broken.
Silenced, troubles stay unspoken.
Once bright eyes that since have darkened.
Devils, demons, bad boys harken.
Innocence that has been stolen,
Troubles, pain, the list keeps rolling.
Hidden from the world of love,
Cursed by your gift from above.
Good men too shy to speak to you,
Bad guys the only ones you knew.
They lust, they lie, don't empathise,
They hurt you, don't apologize.
They don't love you for who you are.
Once bright, but now a dying star.
Copyright © Brighton Hugg | Year Posted 2020
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