lostmoon

She Who Does Not Break

She is a shadow unseen

Yet a spark you can\'t contain

No part is left of her that\'s green

Moulded to perfection by her pain

 

She is a stinging, soaking rain

Yet you all did suck her dry

But she cannot even cry

She just walks at a borderline, close to being insane

 

She is a lonely, howling wolf

Gentle as a breeze

Her heart is made of gold that will only ever increase 

For never will the darkness in her it engulf

 

She is a wingless bird

That taught itself how to fly

And as agonized days go by

She gazes down at the world

 

One by one she pulls out the daggers

You thrust into her chest

Many times she staggers 

But will not fall, not yet

 

Though she\'s about to crumble

She rises everyday

To give up she does want

To get her revenge, she lives 

 

Look how she is mending

Her broken body, all in stillness

It is as if she\'s sending

Her message of resilience