• aesthete_novice 10w

    ____A FRAIL YOUNG LADY____

    She was the victim,
    She felt the pain.
    She wrote these words,
    Over and over again.

    Though she thought she was stronger,
    Though she thought to be a warrior,
    But little did she knew, she was a bird in a cage,
    Staring at the twilight after every sunset.

    She tried to escape the cold,
    She tried to gather some warmth.
    She tried to last as long,
    In her battle against life.

    Though she fought with all her might,
    Though she sought to live again.
    But little did she knew, she couldn't move,
    As the realms of her past held her tight.
    ©aesthete_novice