what if I told you that,
that isn't a real smile,
would you be careful
with your words,
would you think of it for a while?
What if I told you that
she isn't really cold,
that the sweater is just to
cover the scars of
what she has been told
what if I told you that
she cries her self to sleep
because sometimes the cuts
on her body are simply too deep
and if you ever ask me
how do i even know, well
because i do the same fucking
thing behind a closed door
YOU ARE READING
Darling wait
PoezjaYou said darling wait while I go away whatever will you do just promise you will stay But sweetheart it's been so many years filled with some hope sadness and tears you said darling wait but I'm getting old now my heart is broken and my soul is sol...
