7Fish
it was written in the stars
it was written in the scars
on her arm
in her palms
where she wept
in her bed
where she slept
or
hardly slept at all
what a doll
with her skin made
of plastic
and tears made
of acid
she could not hide the
tragic
damage
of sadness
that burned through her pores
and straight to her core
where she learned to keep quiet
and not cry anymore