in shadows deep where silence lies,
a girl finds solace, tears in her eyes.
the world feels heavy, the pain too much,
but in the blade, a tender touch.
her skin, a canvas marked with red,
a fleeting comfort where fears are shed.
each line a whisper, soft and low,
a secret only her heart will know.
in the act, she feels control,
a brief reprieve, a mended soul.
the world outside, a distant storm,
inside, the pain feels warm.
she hides her scars, a hidden art,
a fractured soul, a broken heart.
but in the night, she finds release,
a moments calm, a fleeting peace.
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poetry
Poetrytrigger warning. dont expect you to read this, words are simply that. just words. but if you do i hope you enjoy 👍 and if you relate to any of these, im so sorry. (all of these are original and written by me unless its said otherwise) might also in...
