A Voice That Should Have Mattered

She was the voice of the lost,

Between filtered words she found happiness in him,

Surrounded by betrayal and chaos

She sheltered herself

Friends become the cause

Her pain became emotions

Lost in a world meant for happiness

She caved into darkness

Every light drowned by shadows

She raised her voice for help

Words muffled in conversations,

What was wrong covered in lines of affairs

She raised her hand for help

But it was drawn away in emptiness,

Her pain became her happiness,

With her shallow breathes beneath her water

She became alive with the blood that honoured her soul,

She became at peace with life,

She became the child that feared nothing,

She became the woman without disappointments,

Her smile hidden,

Her laughter faded,

That girl became a name for all the troubled souls.-BBW

Inspired by ’13 Reasons Why’- For Troubled Souls Their is Always Love…

 

Nervous Habits.

Mindless beauty,

Fell in love with your anxiety,

Your chaotic thoughts,

A line of nervous habits,

You were weak,

But I loved you,

Your scars were perfections,

Your worries were my savings,

But I loved you,

Sadness was your kindness,

My laughter was your happiness,

You were the odd,

I was your joy,

But I loved saving you.-BBW