Dainty by Day, Nightmare by Night.

She smiles..

And the sweetest of laughs passed through her lips.

Beauty, strength, and wisdom, she wore every

with elegance and grace.

Mingling among her company, she best

exemplifies the power of the mind.

When she found herself isolated, and the night

greeted her,

Her inner storm grew with dangerous fury.

The depth of her pain was inconceivable,

Nights she laid awake, fetal position and

sobbing with anguish.

Frustrated by the betrayal, she hid nothing of her

Heart.

When the grief diminished, rage set in and the

darkness of her soul ate the exquisite feast.

Written for The Haunted Wordsmith’s The Daily Writing Challenge.