She was a girl so broken,

So unspoken,

Flooding her mind with thoughts of peace.

She traveled off to a far place,

In her own space,

Where bad thoughts seemed to cease.

Not knowing where to go,

She started slow,

All alone with no one else.

She can pretend,

But in the end,

She's running from herself.

©Lightning_Stryker 2016

A/N: Thank you so much for checking out my poetry book! This is my first attempt at making a book dedicated entirely to poetry, so I hope that you enjoy and possibly leave some feedback!