THE UNTITLED STORY
Her shiny black hair flickers in the dark storm,
Her beautiful pink lips, with a touch of black from the burns of a cigarette.
She lost her internal etiquette,
All breaks as it began to form again.
Losing her protocol made her lose her wholeness.
With a hollow heart, she fails to understand the mess narrated in her untitled story.
She fights the cigarette norm, trying to fight the storm inside her.
Her fainted heart believes in the smoke.
Makes her forget the troubles, the agony, the sorrow,
That fully induced pain she’s wrapped up in.
She endures, she continues to endure the part she plays in the untitled story.
Entombed in a dark room, one random day.
She begins to reminisce about her life.
Evoking her dark past, her happy days, all of it coming all at once.
Thinking about how to make it stop.
She’s looking for an escape, with nowhere to go, no one to run to.
She’s stranded as she tries to wrap herself up in tears telling an old anecdote of her being happy,
And instead of moving forward she’s just trapped, stagnant in an untitled story,
Wishing someday, sometime soon, she will find an antidote.
She wishes to run, seeking peace and sanity.
She asks herself every day,
How can I run away from myself?
How can I save myself from my own reflection?
Is it capable of taking over?
Is it scary? Or is it just, okay?
She doesn’t know she’s scared too,
She is clueless, but she knows she’s highly terrified of the untitled story.
She wants to be saved.
She needs to be saved, he needs to her save from her dear self,
Screaming dear God offer her a shield.
She’s slipping through the ends.
She’s slipping through the dark ends, letting go.
Someone save that woman, someone save her from herself,
She’s tired of the old tale, she is tired of being tied up in an untitled story until she waits, and it all begins again, the untitled story.
Larona is a 20 year old poet. She believe there’s a good place anyone can come from. "You just have to look deeper to find it, and that’s why I write. To connect, inspire and heal."
