She Is Made Up Of Sexiness And Seduction

As she deals with her demons

She wakes on Sunday morning to an absolute mess Finding she needs to tip-toe around ever so quietly, She spends hours picking up the pieces of her life That her demons scattered carelessly and defiantly.

I would often hear her whispering to her demons Trying to make them understand, have a little grace, “Sometimes it’s best to leave parts of my life, hiding Deep within our shadows, to allow us to save face.”

She’d especially ask them to please leave the pain Those memories she could not face in the daylight, There’s a time, a place for everything, will they learn Leave the memories of heartache, pain to the night.

I watch as she weaves in her torment, her anguish And wonder how it is that she is living with her pain, She’s such a loving being, just so deeply troubled Fighting often with her hellhounds again and again.

Unbeknown to her, she is an earth angel, struggling I wonder why it is that she is allowed to fly so near, Never realizing she is close to the dark underworld I am in awe of her courage, her strength, her fear.

No matter how scared she feels, she always gives Always too much, too often, to those that harm her, Beginning to be consumed by her greatest apology Too much, too often, always giving, a connoisseur.

This new life of apology is one where she lives in fear Hidden behind walls built around her bloodied heart, I’ll not fault her need to keep everyone at arm's length She is trying to protect herself, standing so far apart.

She flees from anyone who has the capability to love Especially if she knows they’ll make her feel once more, I understand her desire to gain control of her heart As I know what it means for her to feel like before.

She steers clear of complications that get too close As she is made of simple things like pure compassion, Along with her innocence and deep passionate love She feels proud that she is considered old fashion.

In addition to these traits are the other side of the coin Such as self-loathing, guilt, grief and self-destruction, I am amazed at how beautiful she makes these look Because she is made up of sexiness and seduction.

Thank you for reading

If you liked this piece, you may also like this one.

Become a Medium member to read unlimited stories from your favorite writers.