I tell truth and not lies
You treat me like the worst flies
I listen to your words and precieve them true
But in the depth of my mind, i know
I know they aren't true
But are they really?
All these voices say:
"They are true!"
But are they real though?
War in my head that will not cease
No peace in that head of mine; no ease
Courage and fear collide
I crash in that battle in my mind
I fight that war, but on what side?
All I know that Fear might win
And it will be from the lack of courage within
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Cold Hands, Cold Heart
PoesíaSome of us can't speak. But some of us can write. P.s. previously known as poems by the stars Highest Rank: #534 in poetry