Here I was,
Broken, battered, hurt and betrayed years ago but
Yet Still standing
Trying to form a backbone
yet pretending to already have oneHaha! Fake it till you make it they said
I took it literally , and at that time,
it's something that needed to be doneSeeing you stand in front of me is shocking,
you stand with shoulders high up and head held as high as Mount Everest,
unmovable and unbothered about what life throws at youOnly if they knew how much you were hurting inside
and I'm surprised at the turn out of events,Hold on a minute ! I thought out loud to myself,
I'm the one suppose to be comforting you
not the other way roundYou are broken too remember?
I'm not the only one whose essential part was torn out
and left to bleed outMy tears,
They parade the streets of my face like the river Nile
refusing to be haltedI hurt because you hurt, it pains me because I have been -
where you are now
To feel left in a state of reckless abandone,I never wanted you to feel it too
But then again it seems you're holding up fine.
You bleed for this, you hurt but it's your hurt
Just like you always remind me
Even though You cry now,
Your tears still dry
You lose sometimes but it's your lossAnd just like you whispered,
😏 They don't have to know.
-Blackbird
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Beautiful artwork by Yuuza :
Yuuza.deviantart.comPortrayed vividly what the peom is
trying to pass across.
YOU ARE READING
Half Past 00:00
Poesia⏰It's 00:00 the night is fast asleep and anyone who dares speak is silenced but my mind refuses to be silenced, Dear little Blackbird speak less, ink more she tells me. Endless lines of my feelings flood my pages uninterrupted, it feels good...