A five minute bathroom excuse,
Sitting down on the cold tiles,
Back against the wall,
Knees folded up to the chest,
Tears soaking through the jeans fabric,
Both hands on the mouth,
Preventing any kind of noise to go through outside
Letting the dam of emotions flow through,
7 mins and up, continuous sobbing,
Eyes all red and puffed up now,
Hair all messed up now,
Wash your face, fix your hair,
And put on that killing smile,
Let everyone else see how happy you are,
Putting aside the tsunami that just happened in you,
Unlock the door, go out,
And pretend like nothing happened.
Keep pretending, that's what they want,
That's what's expected of you.
no explanations for this one, it's pretty self-explanatory I guess.
Love,
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YOU ARE READING
Love. Break. Fix. Repeat.
PoetryShort Original Poems!! Written some from imaginary situations, some from real life circumstances. Poetry doesn't need descriptions!!! YOU NEED TO LOOK INSIDE & READ. Also if you're going to read be ready for the "roller coaster kinda rush"...
