If I survive


By Dirim Nella

That night,a dreadful night
Filled with so much terror and darkness
The evil one crept in
Smashing her dreams against the wall
Leaving the once whole being shattered
With each violent thrust ,
Captivated the blessed territory
She winced as her great walls fell
All crumpling at her feet
Who will she tell the story?
Story of the faded flower .

Hopes were left shattered
Dreams and ambitions were torn
Self-worth had distasteful look
Dignity looked a mess
They left,one by one
In broken pieces and shards
Her tears couldn't stop them
The devil spilled his seeds in her garden
And covered her with a cloak of fear
And wetted her hair with misery
"I'll tell the story,if I survive "

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