Comments about lhyla red
Battered beaten ripped and torn
Sliced and diced stabbed and scorned
Abandoned stranded left to die
Shouting screaming kicking why? !
Words of pain
Heartless; what I’d rather be
Tired; of playing this torturous game.
A mirror lies upon an outside physical attraction
Deep inside for a major distraction
Giving up on what one would call love
I call disaster
I call my worst enemy
Letting me down time after time
After these walls I’ve built up
so no one can ever climb
My eyes sparkle and shine
Like shattered glass on the ...