I hide behind the words, smart and meaningful that take away my pain and lure in other sad souls, into mere representation of a feeling, that was meant to be forgotten and hidden to a secluded place, where my own memories couldn't find it.
I hide around the corners trying to not gain attention to my reddish scary looking eyes which resulted from teary sleepless nights
I hide from the mirrors which bring out the ugly fears on my face, which i successfully ignore otherwise
I hide in the noise which is meant to deafen people to my silent cries
I hide from myself which disgust me for what I have become
I hide in the crowd
I hide..
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Sad Poems 2
PoetryI wasn't intending another Sad poems book but I find it hard to not feel the stories. I necessarily don't feel like that.