Silence is another way to show pain,
I sit and tell myself
That I am strong,
That I have won every battle from the inside.
The pain is getting to be to much,
It hurts, it is always
There behind my smile, behind my laughter
Yet no one can see it.
It hurts yet I don't know how to say it, or show it,
This feels like purgatory,
I feel nothing but pain,
I remember everything, every broken promise,
Every hit, every curse, and every put down.
Deep inside there is an endless war going on,
I have lost my mind
Fighting this war inside.
I am so broken inside that I physically
Feel the pain,
Yet I keep it all in for it I safely hidden
There in the darkness that
Is consuming me.
I am so exhausted from trying to be
Strong enough to fight the relentless
War, yet I won't stop
Fighting.
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Live, Love, Lost, And Death
PoetryI'm still pretty new to sharing my stories with everyone they have always been private. So let me know what your thoughts are. This book will be nothing but poetry I hope you enjoy!!! It is completed🌹
