The world is a bitter place barely concealed by a veil of acceptance
Bitter hollowness and burning envy is burried behind faux kindness
Hatred sparks behind sweet mocking words and painted smiles
Insanity tries to hide under bewitching melodies
Sneering lips and mocking eyes haunt you
And you're left feeling worthless as a burnt rose on a funeral
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YOU ARE READING
From Within
PoetrySometimes some thoughts keep bugging me or when life gets too much for me, writing is my relief. All the thoughts or emotions that try to consume me ; I write them and as my fingers dance over the keyboard I find peace. These writings are a glimpse...
