She stepped onto the world of novalty
Hoping to live her dreams
Of friends of love of possibilities
That was all she seeked
Unaware of the demons lurking behind those doors labeled angels
She opened one just to find malice
It sucked out all the shine in her dreams
Drowned her world in misery
Life for her wasn't living,
death seemed like freedom.
When her world was flooding with tears,
When her dreams were blazing to ashes
She found a way to mitigate the anguish,
She wrote until the agony was gone.
Her words had more sound than her voice.
And It was easier to write than to speak
So She wrote to heal...