Vulnerable.

Perplexed, tangled thoughts,
Bits, words and phrases,
Shutting everyone out at once,
Concealing all the traces,
Sufferance, castigation, chastisement,
Agonizing herself with these fragments,
Smothering in eerie oasis,
Lightning the inferno of anguish,
The white dress turns crimson,
Crying all night making her tiresome,
She yearns them yet she is scared,
So she harms herself and blares,
The untold story of innumerous  flings,
Some countable unattached strings,
Hidden bruises and cuts,
And people carving them hearts,
It's a burden she can't hold,
It's a fire which has mold,
The brave girl with insecurities,
Into a vulnerable, beautiful, monster.

Words.

Torrents of catastrophic,
Devastating thoughts,
And a downpour of,
Diamond akin alphabets,
Flood all the passages,
Of the past,
Clearing the bleakness
and deciphering
the codes of,
Broken shatters,
Cacophonous shudders,
Into a face,
Behind a veil,
And the silent smirks,
Are followed by voices,
"Words are demons and fiends,
That own a train,
Of every deed, and every greed,
You hide from the world,
The tale of mischief,
Vulnerability and perplexed,
Yet untangled muses,
Melancholy and rejection,
Then unravels this secret,
When you're broken,
And you cannot endure,
The torment and pain,
These words haunt you,
And forever shall you seer in hell."