by Priyanshi
The hair that was once an addition to her beauty
Is now held in chunks by a muscular hand
The legs that never stopped running
Now hurt so bad it's hard to stand
The head that was full of dreams and fantasies
Is now banged against the wall every second night
The cheeks that used to glow brighter than the stars
Are now drained of their colour at his sight.
The eyes that once held fire
Can now only see it before the skin feels it
The nails that had a different colour on them every day
Are now digging into her skin as she peels it,
The body that used to be the centre of attention
Is now shoved to the side
The girl who used to be so alive
Is the woman who is dead inside.