Hidden

Hid behind someone else's persona,
Far too long, forgotten voice, lost will to choice, choices how they were many but she allowed herself be limited with you.
Mistaken love for control, allowing him to decipher and shape her.
Sculpted innocence, bubble wrapped, hidden from the world.
No thoughts, only his , forgetting who she is.
Intuition whispers, she allows his hands to clench her in place.
 
Made ones bed now one must deal with the aftermath. Holding on too pieces of what she has left.
Awakes, painted smile, eyes alive, fail to hide the pain she carries inside.
Acceptance of darkness, the never ending call,
Finding what she was, is, where she....
Belongs.
Open book with secret rooms no one has explored. They know her...the ghosts that walk aside her....
Reality they all know only pieces of what she used to be...
That girl is gone...naive, submissive to he who beckons, this woman knows what lies underneath exteriors of light.
Woman could have anyone she wants, yet she'd rather have herself, and her own. Tight hold to pieces, empty bottles in her wake, at least with oneself no doubts, safe.