Tears prick
my dull eyes.
Silent screams
ring through my mind.
The scars that won't
fade tonight,
haunt me like dreams
and run my life.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poetry[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
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Tears prick
my dull eyes.
Silent screams
ring through my mind.
The scars that won't
fade tonight,
haunt me like dreams
and run my life.
