In the corner is where she shakes.
Sorrow and depression is what she takes.
Anxiety and heartaches come out in tears.
Hate and bulling is all she hears.
Tears stream down her face staining the floors.
All this happens behind closed doors.
Scars old and new cover her arms.
All the stress causes her to self harm.
Shaking, whispering, and rocking back and forth.
Wants so bad for her sprit to fly north.
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This is for all my readers who suffer behind closed doors. This is for my readers who suffer quietly trying not to make it a big deal. This is for my readers who try to not make their burden anther persons problem. This is for you my beautiful readers.
-Stay_Strong
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A Book Of Poetry
PoetryOk Guys So I Have Been Beginning To Understand How Depressed, Hurt, or Sorrowful People Feel. So I Decided To Write Poetry For Them. To Express How They Feel When People Aren't Looking At Them. So A lot Of This Poetry Is Going To Be Sad And DEEP. An...
