Encased in a stone coffin
Hollow but full
Had enough of just sitting there.
Determined to move.
But you can't
You're bound by granite
To the ground which you so despised
Once upon a time
Aren't you tired of standing?
Motionless.
Eyes that can't see,
Ears that can't hear,
A mouth that can't speak
Fingers that cannot feel.
Silently watching the world.
There are those who pour out their troubles
To a still body who cannot listen
There is no one there
Just letting all their sorrows out.
A statue, the carrier of misfortunes
Weighed down with all the tears shed in your hands
You never asked for this.
Everyone screams and cries in front of you
Putting on a brave face for everyone else
What makes you so special?
A head that cannot think.
No one hears and no one judges.
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Wouldn't it be weird if statues were sentient?
What if statues are people turned into stone?!
Just kidding, of course. But seriously... o.O
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FACES: A Poetry Collection
PoetryExactly what it looks like, a book full of poems. (VERY SLOW UPDATES-I post most frequently on my art book, so I recommend checking that out if you want more content.) (Note: Most of these poems are pretty old and edgy,,, I highly recommend skippi...
