They are buried deep down
Stored away in my closet
Waiting for just the right day
All folded up
Neat and tight
These cuts are dusty
But now I will shine the light
I will open the doors
and dig deep down
Unfold the shame
And put on the gown
I'll wear these cuts
like a crown
And put the long sleeves down
I'm getting tired of
Covering my past
And shielding the knife
So I'll take off my armor
And I'll wear these scars day and night
Not because I want pity
Or sorrowful looks
I don't want attention
But this is how it is put
I am to exhausted of
Covering my battles
And living in hiding
Alone with tears of shame
So today I will put on my scars
And where them like the weapons never came
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Unleashed
PoetryThis is a book of poetry. Basically my emotions unleashed through words. That is how I see poetry. Sometimes what we think about and processes in our head is to much. Writing it all out helps me let go of the mess in my head. Hope you can connect w...
