Words I have to get out

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I'm a masochist at heart
I break and fall apart
I put the pieces back
but they still leave cracks
It hurts and I'm in pain
but still I smile through the day
It's hard to pretend to
people who don't really
care
That's why I treasure
my tether to
the outside world
My family and friends
My books and music
Who see me through my shit
And keep me going
After my dreams
on with my life
despite self-induced strife
and stress I don't need
so I'll continue to lead
all through my days
with the sun in my gaze
(stars in my gaze)

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