Pain
With eyes of sorrow,
Filled with no tomorrow,
Her heart bleeds of fear,
Fear of seeing no hope,
Fear of being so near
And yet held by a rope.
Her red lips start to quiver,
As the most unromantic thoughts pass her mind,
It's hard to find,
Anything worth her time.
Although her innocence fools others,
Her lips betray her,
They're deathly,
Flawed,
Grotesque.