#WritcoPoemPrompt44

Ruining my courtesy,
Letting them take my wings,
Selling my happiness,
Watching them shattering things,
Hoping for the darks,
They threw me in lights,
Blinded the way a kid knows,
Showering the worthless nights,
No sense of owns and strangers,
That 8 year old lost pleasure,
The darkest childhood ever,
Like a stolen treasure,
Own people snatched the smile,
How to hope for distant meadows,
Being pricelessly cold hearted,
That kid believed in shadows,
She faced the ultimate hatred,
Carving the mess in her destiny,
Her flaws are all due to them,
Imperfection drenches hastily.

© NSR