Well beauty a grace
We all like to embrace
But is it really all that matters
Having puffy cheeks
Or something to put at ease
Something left to just be tattered
Scars adorn us
Even when they're invisible
They are truly there for us
Word's unturned
Trauma left unattended
Stops us from truly letting all go
Voices creeping inside as obsidian
But can't do anything in return
Sleep escapes just like that
Maybe the best result it could get
Was what i'd never expect
Now hurt more than ever
I lose every reason i had to continue
But i am ME
No one else can escape my wrath
The wrath that consume's my soul
That sends chills to all
That very same path i take
To teach a lesson to myself as well
I guess nothing ever work's out at all
Because if it all did
I wouldn't be here at all
The end of everything that stays
Is a part of me
And will always be a part of me
Completely
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PoetryWell just like everyone I am going through some things , -That's why I promptly wrote these extracts To those reading these poems i hope that you will have to courage to face everything ahead, rather than letting what life is throwing at you become...
