Writing

I loved her post

Clicked that red heart button

That broke more hearts than it mended

I saw the picture that she edited nonstop

That she filtered

Until that girl on the screen wasn’t 

Her

At

take me out.

knock me over the head with a baseball bat and drag my unconscious form

beneath the shadowed wall. into a wardrobe. a hobbit hole.

wherever you can think to put me, do so. i want out.

i want to make my mark

A movie theme for many, for some, a nightmare that has come to life.

Ready to do any job for you, or take it, and bring strife.

i learned 
life liberty 
the pursuit of happiness 
before i learned 
how often a promise 
can hesitate 

no one mentioned 
how often you’d have to prove 

Cold and dark like a blizzard in the night.

Deceiving and dangerous as if a snake with fangs like daggers.

Wild like the wind and agonizing like a fire with flames white as snow.

Gentle as water sliding down your face,

A voice like a bell.

A smile as delicate as a rose,

But as strong as an eagle.

Hands and arms with ink scribbled over them like tattoos.

Hair like a sunset.