Slice too deep,
and avoid all eyesight.
Apply the bandaids,
because it's just not right.
Never okay,
but keep it silent.
These thoughts,
have turned so violent.
You knew my smile,
not my scars.
So don't shed a tear,
when I finally depart.
YOU ARE READING
Starless | Poetry ✔️
Poesíarain, words, and bleeding ink. welcome to the mind of a poet.