I've been quite busy recently (with school obvs) and I haven't really had time to do something i absolutely love - write. I'm a sucker for writing short stories, poems and little plays. I can spend hours and hours writing. I had some free time today so I decided to write a quick poem.
Where she belongs
She belongs in heaven
Her elegant sight, her beautiful mind, filled with innocence and
kindness
The sea, the waves, the mountains, appreciate her existence and the way
she fights
Her thoughts kept away from the world however
She speaks no more than a few words in forever
She hides in the darkness and gloomy lights
With her thoughts to herself along with all her frights
She dare not tell anyone more than they know
Or she shall be exposed to the world unknown
But what she doesn’t know is that there is no wrong or right
and what she says will be taken on
and what she says will be taken on
She shall fear no more to express herself
As there are those in need of her to address
She is a pride to those eyes she will never notice
And a joy to the mind she’s never visited
Her simplicity comforts my mind
And destroys my heart to know that she was never appreciated for who
she was, the way she was.
