She walks through the world,
Bearing her damaged soul.
Her heart shattered.
Her skin tears with the slightest touch.
Covered in the emotional scars and wound that life gave her.
Thoughts of fear and sadness taints her blood with darkness.
Her eyes flow at the slightest thought of pain.
She is scared of trust.
Scared of change.
Scared of life.
She feels lost.
She feels alone
but she knows the fact she is still standing means that she is STRONG.
The free verse poem and drawing is both by me.

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