Fear grabs me and pins me down, bright, frightening, mocking smile,

Fixed upon her pale-pointed face, eyes laughing cruelly all the while,

Shiny black hair swishes close to my colour-drained face,

Pale blue eyes, cold, scary enough to freeze the entire human race,

She sinks the daggers of words and doubts into my decaying heart,

Until I lose the happiness and confidence in my art,

That I must have, once upon a time, possessed,

She wears every new victim's self-doubt like a prestigious school's crest,

They love and hate her at the same time,

She dismantles confidence's ladder as I climb.


The End

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