Inspired by Portuguese Sonnets and Victorian Gothic Horror
She walks in darkness
Out of sight
A beast within
Behind sad eyes
Where others shied
from any fight
She embraced pain
Saw through lies
They cautioned her
She had a bite
Eschewed her presence
Under the guise
Of more appropriate
Social ties
But when they hurt
Felt shame
Feared pain
They found her
She listened
To all their sighs
Behind the shadows
Her heart shone bright
In the darkness
She was wise
Beyond her years
Pushed to the edge
Of social norms
And mental health
A Debbie Downer
at a party
A failsafe friend
in times of strife
Behind dark eyes
A careful watcher
For bad in good
Ever present
November 17, 2023
Copywrite Freaka Johnsdotter
REVISION
She walks in darkness through the night
Steady in places where others take flight
Sitting in shadows out of sight
Fearless where others dare not go
She looks for those who are brought low
Staying where others don’t want to know
Companion to those who take it slow
Eyes and ears full of death
Attuned to distress and their last breath
Never alone but absorbed in thought
Memories recalled without being sought
In search of broken hearts to mend
Never knowing what she could give or lend
Cold fingers from the dying cling
She squeezes warmly with lullabies to sing
Her beating heart slows its pace
Gazing unflinchingly into their face
Knowing how low she can get
Before she needs to recuperate
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