A lonely boy
with his vacant stares,
screaming in silence
but nobody cares.
His pain goes unnoticed,
no one can tell.
He smiles like an angel,
but he's living through hell.
His eyes brim with madness;
he cuts through his skin.
His sad little smile
fades and grows thin.
Scars on his body,
scars on his soul.
This hateful world
has taken its toll.
10-06-17
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Broken Butterflies and other poems [NOT for people who get easily triggered!!]
PoetryBroken Butterflies Go to bed and close your eyes, and dream of broken butterflies that tore their wings against a thorn. You know the pain that they have endured. Silver metal shine so bright; scarlet blood that feels so right. Dream of that blood t...
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