CRUMBLE
You pull back your tears,
And stand strong.
Not because you're truly strong,
But because you're afraid.
You slowly recede into your haven,
While holding your head high.
Everyone sees a strong person,
But you're just crumbling on the inside.
All this pretence,
Will crumble just like you did on the inside.
And your reality will twist in with your imagination.
Creating a far worse place to stay alive.
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Bruised Melodies
Poetry"A place where jaded souls, Dance to bruised melodies, Is where you'll find me." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The poems in this book can...
