Scars!
Brutal numb feeling.
Every cut,
A new concealing.
Razor,
Damned sterile kiss.
Pouring blood...
Gasping fish.
Tumors,
Pressing to brain.
Nothing more,
Left to gain.
Deadbeat,
Left to die.
I'm not here,
I cannot cry.
Drunkenness,
Face to ground.
Silence falling,
No more sound...
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Emotional Amnesia
PoesíaSometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
