No one will believe you.
It hurts.
It's scars they can't see,
Marks they can't realize.
When you say
"I'm abused", they peer curiously at your undressed body.
"I don't see anything."
YOU ARE READING
Trapped in a poetic mind
PoetryPoems by a person who has issues. Whether it is their, Depression, PTSD, or Anxiety, something is always bothering them. Writing about everything that pops into their mind, and things that they are too scared to talk about, you will no doubt find so...
