silently screaming
as the world keeps turning,
and no one bats an eye.silently starving
as the stars cave in,
and no one bats an eye.silently suffering
as the days come and go,
and still, no one bats an eye.
YOU ARE READING
In My Skin
Poetrya series of words stitched together as a result of my brain vs my heart. enjoy.
59-i might die soon
silently screaming
as the world keeps turning,
and no one bats an eye.silently starving
as the stars cave in,
and no one bats an eye.silently suffering
as the days come and go,
and still, no one bats an eye.