My skin is like a garden
I dig up the dirt to see my roses grow
Then I hide them under a shirt
I don't show my flowers to anybody
The beauty is only for me
In other people's eyes there just ugly weeds
I don't like to dig up my garden
The ground will never be healed
My roses are filled with darkness
And no one knows how I feel
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Rose Garden
Part 2
I feel like digging in my rose garden right now
I want to go deep
Beyond the soil but, to the bed rock
Until I hit a pipe and it explodes
I want to see the water throughout my garden
Until it's unable to stop
Until the land is saturated
Until the water stops flowing
My roses will die
And my garden will be
Nevermore
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Painless
PoesiaPainless is about a point in my life when I felt as of nobody knew what I was going through. I felt trapped and hopeless, but the only things I wanted was to walk to someone who had been through I had. I found that person and they listened, they al...
