Hiding the hurt,
Hiding the pain
Hiding your tears,
Within your facade
Your skin on fire,
And an ache in your gut
The glass chips away,
On your doll like face.
Clouds rushed in,
Waves whipped violently
The harsh whispers of voices,
Can be heard in all surroundings
Pointed nails to the front,
If looks could kill
You would've been long gone.
Plastered on,
White fake smile
With countless nights,
Of bloodshot eyes
Gasping sounds,
Of strangled noise
In one hand there are pills,
And another a bottle of jack.
But wait,
That's not all
Oh look some razor blades,
Should you draw one red line
Or should you draw even more?
Stomach is spinning,
Reflection mirror glass
Perfection is only perfect,
When you have everything
Your mind has just begun,
To feel a little tipsy
But when you have finished,
What have you become to be?
Big glowing eyes,
Of red hot waterfalls
And wide crazed smile,
Head tilting sideways
Innocent and sane,
With chimes of the unspoken
But even the world knows,
You've been gone for quite a while.
So please listen here,
Listen to my booming voice
I only want the best for you,
I really truly do
Perfection is never really perfect,
Please know that I speak the truth.
So when it starts
To get too much,
Let the blissful poison
Known as love heal,
As your little fragile heart
Is only stardust,
Waiting to be unsealed.
So don't give up,
Don't lie down
Keep on fighting,
Until you can't
Breathe a sound,
Don't give in
To the cunning temptation,
For every breath you take
It all has meaning.
- shotsofvodkaandscars
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Untold Tragedies
شِعرSimply a compilation of all the unknown and untold tragedies of things that happened in my life, in which case these writings have been created because I cannot keep them as caged within as it was in the walls of my heart. Whether they are real or n...
