August 14, 2018
Days of hiding the hurt and pain
Nights of trying to be okay
Is killing herself is the answer?
For her life that no one even dares to careIn this bridge, she stood up here
Looking at the water reflection
With her eyes swelled up on tears
Almost eaten by depressionHundreds of pain in her chest
But they say mother knows best
But how can she know it?
If now that she's in rest?Try to understand her style
You'll traumatized for life
Because behind her fake smile
Hides an unforgettable lie in her billion strifeNow she felt a hug from her back
She wondered who is it cuz her sight is black
So she asked cuz she's sure who's this enigma
"Is it you papa or maybe it's you mama?Love, No One
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Love, No One
PoetryA compilation of poems for everyone written by no one. [Book One: Love, No One (On-going)]