Some scars hidden
Thoughts unshared
I'd tell someone
But nobody cared
To whom should I complain
Who would listen to me?
A broken heart beneath the skin
Who would see?
I sit in the darkness, all alone
Thinking of my shattered soul
I see no one who'll hear my cries
Into grief, the more I fall
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Sinners and Doers #Wattys2016
PoetryA poetry book on nature's beauty and it's relation to God. But it includes pretty much everything there can be in a man's life.
