You push your sleeves down
to cover the scars
to hide the marks
of who you really are
your sad and unhappy
with life and yourself
and theres no one around to help you
your alone in this horror story
while the demins eat you alive
and your trapped in the story
struggling
to
survive
YOU ARE READING
Sad thoughts for the saddest people
PoetryThese are poems I have either written myself or found online. If there is a star (*) beside it I wrote it myself. WARNING SOME THINGS MAY BE TRIGGERING