I keep it all in the inside
'Cause it's the safest place to hide.
This pain, this scar, this unwanted feeling
Had always made me feel like dying.
They say "keep going" but how can I?
There's none I could do other than sigh.
For this darkness creeps behind my back
Hungry and thirsty... wanting to attack!
This violent monster only but minute
Had my voice devoured. Now I'm but a mute.
Thirsty of my blood, famished towards my heart.
Its horrible gazes want to rip me apart.
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PERSONA
Poetry*IMAGE FROM DEVIANTART by Oberst176* persona: the image or personality that a person presents to other people. We don't know very well the friends we see and talk to in our everyday lives. Not until we see the other side of their faces, the sadness...
