My days are colder than Antarctica my anger boiling hot. My frustration reaching its limits. My mind gone no more mercy, no more crying, no more holding back it's time to take action of my new self and let my old self go. No more letting myself care about other people have no feelings what so ever to me. Yeah I cry but you don't see me do it. Yeah I hurt people but you don't hear their cries. Yeah I yell but you don't hear it. Yeah I hurt but you don't see it, nor hear it, feel it, oe have to deal with everyday. Something I don't show well is my feelings it's so hard because I hide behind this fake smile, and this fake personality. Me as a person that's been hiding my feelings so long that I can't express them that well. What would happen if I express my feelings. Would it make things better or worse. These thoughts run through my head everytime I want to express my feelings but can't.
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A Book Full of Poems
PoetryThese are poems and short stories I have written over the years. FYI most of the poems are sad and some quiet disturbing. So if you don't like that stuff then don't read. But anyways hope you like them.
