It's just another tear of every cry,
Just another minute of the day
It's just another day of the year
Just another lie we hear.
I feel the fear swelling up in me,
Like the storm over an ever calm sea,
I feel the tears welling in my eyes,
Like an overflowing well in the dry.
I feel the pain the words eat me alive
The words hurt more than the hand could ever
They bruise more than the mind,
turn the soul,
kill the heart,
break the bones
What has life taught me about strength
About love, faith, drugs to pain,
the way we trust out too much and cry in the rain.
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The Elysian Things In Mind
PoetryThese are the old poems that I have written back when I was in middle school. I was going through a lot and was
