You don't know the pain.
Everything felt during the slain.
You don't know the abuse.
Now having nothing to lose.
You don't know the sadness.
There's no gladness.
You don't know the thoughts.
Death always mocks.
You don't know the feelings.
That I wish are retiring.
You don't know the lying.
The truth inside is dying.
You don't know the injuries.
The blood that stains my tees.
You don't know me.
All the depression's not seen.
Seeing me as a perfect bow.
But you don't know.
YOU ARE READING
Random Poems
ŞiirBasically poems. For when I'm bored. !!!!!!!!WARNING!!!!!!!! A lot of the poems will be depressing or messed up in some sort of way. Please don't assume the poems are about me. Very few are.
