Invisible
And alone
No one truly cares.
On the outside,
All happy,
And bright.
But I cry for help,
I'm dying,
Crying,
rotting
inside.
Why can't anyone see that?
That's right.
No one can feel the pain,
The feelings,
The torture I feel
As I live through my
Pain-filled,
Ugly,
Terrifying,
Yet beautiful,
Precious,
Unique
Life.
YOU ARE READING
Random poems(First book!)
RandomPlease don't read if your suicidal, or anything like that!! I love you all, but some might trigger some suicidal thoughts... that's all!! And if you have any requests, you may request!!
