Hidden in the ruins of my soul
Lies all the pain and tear you've caused.
They're may be scars on my arms, but my heart is thrashed a part.
Tears of pain and tears of fearstream down my face.
Making me feel like a disgrace to life.
Now that I expressed my feelings
I must dispose them back into the ruins of my soul.
YOU ARE READING
Into the Mind and Beyond
PoesiaThese are poems that I wrote. Some are cheerful, some are fierce, but most are solemn.
