#WritcoPoemPrompt19
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath,
her restraint to be admired.
She is exhausted Alas!she endured thus far.
Her pure innocence destroyed,
Her belief in others' eternally tainted.
for the love she believed in ;
an apparent mirage of love,
was drowning in secrecy.
she was attacked for being right
as she demanded answer,
all she ever got however
was questions , excuses & more lies.
she pretended to be strong ,
held it together well for a while .
then her exterior began to crack
as her heart...