Our Heart has cracks if
You look close enoughSame with the mask
We wear to make others
HappyNo one worries what we feel as
Long as we pretend were realThey all say we're fake till
They realise their mistakesOf not seeing through our cracks
To see what was really
HappeningThe war we face all by selves
Calling for help but know ones
ListeningThe blood on our body
The Scars their toAre even more reasons why
You should helpBut to late now we've lost the battle
We fought ourWe sure didn't win
But now we are happy that it endedIt may have been that jump
Too see if we could flyIt may have been those drugs
To see if we could get high
One More timeThe Cut
The Jump
The HitAre only some ways we ended it
We tried to stay alive for you but
You of course didn't see through
The CracksWe say goodbye to you tonight
For you to wake up by morning lightTo cry in our absence
To mourn our lifeOur Hearts have Cracks
If you look close enoughSame with our Mask
We wear to make others
Happy
YOU ARE READING
Am I okay?
PoetryJust read it It's probably not your thing so be reckless and read the unthinkable and unmentionable #411 in the ranks