Life

Her life had become the antithesis of love
Love takes everything you have as you give it willingnly
But love gives something back

Her life had become a person who slipped in and out of her thoughts
Who took everything she had
Who she gave everything to

Life was dressed in dark robes
covering its face,
Never saying a word

Life had become dark
Mysterious
Untouchable

Life had become the boy
And she the giving tree

At night she hid under the covers
And feared when life would come knocking again
Becuase even though she wanted to help
She has nothing left to give

Life had become had become the harsh desert sun
Draining her of happiness
And evaporating her strength

When she slept, she hoped the blankets would keep the monsters away
Because even thuogh she’s 17
She’s just a child
And life is a terrifying place

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