I'm building myself up only to be broken down.
The silence burying me, I can't make a sound.
I sit quietly staring into the nothingness.
No tears that fall, no sign to the end of this.I barely communicate, I shut myself out.
For me to let someone in again,
I have too many condescending doubts.I'd rather be alone than to
deal with any deceiving.
Someone close, means they can hurt me.
More than likely they'll just end up leaving.To show my scars from day to day
I keep it to myself afraid of
what someone could say.To feel so lost in a world
where you just want to be found.
Brings a new meaning to hell on Earth.
& I feel like I'm the devil's rebound.Meh...
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PoetryPoetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.