I was trying to follow a prompt to write a poem about a mythical person doing something unusual for their character, and this is the poem that I wrote while thinking about Harley Quinn. Joker can be so cruel to her, yet she still loves him. I can imagine sometimes she'd feel so alone and unloved by him.
Unseen
By Candace Shultz
She sits alone on a bench,
Hiding in the shadows of her thoughts,
Feeling unworthy and unloved.
Her downcast eyes stare unseeing.
Her hair covers her face and hides her tears.
She hears his hateful voice ringing in her ears.
Soon the sun descends as the darkness rises,
And she still sits there alone,
Feeling unseen.
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