I hide away all the blood
Driping away from my feelings
It turns me into a mean witch
I don't feel like a warrior
Im shallow, a terrible kind of shallow
All my love is secretly buried underground
Im consious of this decision
It's just trauma, my heart battles to say,
" it's an excuse " society screams
I refuge my truth, so no one will know
" It's dirty " they say
But I am no secret keeper
those hiden thoughts bury me and keep my thoughts in loop holes
So I say whats on my mind
I tell you whats hiding
But every time I try to speek my truth
You run away like a child
Why are you fleeing?
I flinch at the tender touch
I used to give the best hugs
Now? Now I feel broken
I have been long gone for a while
And now I can't find me
I feel lost, just like everyone else at one point of their life
So I hide away again
Making it longer for recovery
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Sweet Melancholy
PoetryShort poetry is all i can say .... Lost in paragraphs of an undying love. A long story that was bound to never happend .... But it still did. Here is where the words must end ... They no longer have a meaning and they betray reality and it's dimensi...
