'ARE YOU OKAY?' HE ASKED.
'YES, I'M OKAY.' I ANSWERED.
'ARE YOU SURE?' HE ASKED AGAIN.
'OFCOURSE I AM, WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THIS?' I ASKED.
'EVEN THO YOUR SMILE MAKES IT SEEM LIKE YOU ARE OKAY,
YOUR EYES BETRAY YOU,
FOR YOUR SMILE DOESN'T REACH YOUR EYES,
YOUR EYES ARE FILLED WITH HIDDEN PAIN, SADNESS AND ANGER.
AMBER, IT'S OKAY.
I AM HERE TO STAY.'
I WISH THOSE WORDS WERN'T JUST ANOTHER STORY IN MY HEAD
I MADE UP TO COMFORT MYSELF.
I WISH SOMEONE WOULD SEE THE SADNESS IN MY EYES
AND TELL ME IT'S OKAY
AND THAT I WOULD BELIEVE THOSE SIMPLE WORDS.
-A
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*SCREAMING IN SILENCE*
PoetryTHIS IS A BOOK FULL OF POETRY I WRITE. THESE ARE MY PURE EMOTIONS. TRIGGER WARNING (suïcide, depression, death, love, pain, childhood trauma, trauma, father issues...)
