My hair black as charcoal
My eyes brown, light diminished
My arms holding on to memories,
My hands searching and yearning for love
My heart tattered yet still loves
I'm something they never find
I never know which side to reveal
My friends say they love the innocence i contain
I live to survive the storms in my head
I hope for a clearer future
I dream of hands full of love, and a heart filled with warmth
It's all clear as can be
That's absolutely me
-the side i hide
YOU ARE READING
PERFECTLY IMPERFECT♡
PoetryDig deeper in any soul and you'll tend to find Pain as the root to the flower that has been blooming for decades.⊙_⊙
