Pretty Girls Don't Bleed by Emily Allison - HTML preview

at night,

when the world

goes silent and

the lights shut off,

my mind races,

pouncing through the

brush that is my thoughts,

spinning and circling

like a lioness and her

newfound prey.

i’ve learned to be

okay with the

lioness that my

mind becomes.

because when the

morning comes, i’ve

now got a million ways on

now to catch my 

next meal.

i pull my hair

out of my face,

streak blood across

my cheeks, and

prepare myself for a

battle so great, you

don’t even realize

it’s there.