anotherplaceintime

Battle wounds littered her skin
some as fresh as dew
Neither roses nor lilacs could mask the smell
sweet glory it was stale
Partial memories and disbelief
no one had a care
one pill two pill three pill
four
So-called chaotic spells
They never dreamt this girl to be anymore than what she showed
but when that date and time came to
she became what darkness sowed
Wicked eyes and silk blonde hair
No one had a clue
This girl was not a mental case
She was of the brilliant few
The men, they tried
The nurses, they cried
The doctor raised his ten
So out she walked with smiling lips
no one could stop her then
So come tell me darling
now speak sincere
what were the pills to do?
Calm her mind or tame her soul
please deary
you know that isn't true
Her silence, it screams
Her eyes, they bleed
but it's never what it seems
This woman lacks a special thing
some call it angel wings
It's goodness, its kindness, it's everything great
but to her it's just locks and chains
Some call her a demon, a beast or a witch
but honey
she's Lois Lane
-E.Marie