• Faded risen blush coloured lines,
    Like an intricate lace work of a suppressed demon bubbling up inside.

    Showing a raging war within,
    A fight for freedom always being dominated by isolation.
    Just look me in the eyes, and realize what I am on the inside.

    These scares wouldn’t be so hitting, if you would just look me in the eyes,
    Why won’t you look me in the eyes?

    You think it’s the unforgiving anthem of my life?
    My own song so weak, a feeble attempt at life,
    That your own acuteness starts filling in the blanks.

    Leaving nothing for questioning, resurrection.
    My sweet interior overpowered by my fragile exterior.
    You mind takes in the line, quickly glancing over the angel inside