There's a woman who's beauty is buried beneath
You see she has been brutally broken to the point where she no longer see's beauty in herself
All she see's is a shattered glass heart
A rose with thorns
A broken soul that no longer believes in the beauty of herself or even in the outside world
She has endured so much hurt & pain
That she cannot begin to express how her grievance is never ending
She has suffered so much living in this cruel world where even when you try to look on the positives of this life
The negatives still seem to outweigh the good in this world
With people killing people
People hurting other people
People spreading negativity no wonder why this soul cannot seem to believe in her beauty that's buried beneath
Her wings are damaged but even though she may be damaged I still somehow believe that her beauty is buried beneath her
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The Flowers That Grow Inside Us And The Butterflies That Bloom Within Ourselves
PoesieThis is my journey through my life in words that started forming when I was young. This is my life experiences explained in art form. This is my story about love, life, trauma, heartbreak, mental Illness, self esteem, and self discovery. Thank you t...
