(Trigger warning)
A faint line screams out loud
But no one seems to care
The only things that people hear
Are the whispers that fill the air
Slowly that line grows bigger
And eventually it creates more
Switching from one to another
Soon there's nothing left to restore
That line feels like it doesn't exist
And in a way it's right
If no one pays attention
Then why put up a fight
A pain that never goes away
That stays through thick and thin
What's the point of trying
If you know you'll never win
Though you may never see the line
Other people may
But don't think that they don't care
When they really don't know what to say
YOU ARE READING
Poems from a child's heart
PoetrySearching for something to improve your mood when the skies become gray Then take a look inside this book to help you get through the day. Or maybe you're happy and possibly neutral It doesn't matter to me What matter is what you feel And the world...
