𝐵𝑜𝑑𝑦𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠
Eyes they see,
what others behold,
secrets and lies,
the truth to be told.
A talking mouth,
without a thought,
spitting facts,
respect for none.
Ears can hear,
voices that die,
'cause others're too loud,
turning off sound.
A tasting tounge,
taste toxic words,
spit them out,
otherwise it hurts.
Brain can think,
where some have wounds,
that's why bodyparts,
don't want to be used.
YOU ARE READING
𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑃𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦
PoetryThese are poems about falling apart, written at a time I'm falling apart myself. Due to many mental illnesses, I've been diagnosed with, I still wasn't able to live my life and I actually wish to not live at all. I decided on wanting to express thes...
