The tears of your Sapphire eyes sparked before they fell
Just like you they shined before the world made them lose the pretty
Wetness covered your face and it glistened in the sunshine
And like that you wept like a hurter
I saw it happen; how one day you were happy and fine
The next cracks on your mask no longer doing okay
I saw the cuts on your arms and legs
When I asked you, you uttered lies saying you fell down the stairs
While everyone saw through your bluffs they couldn't have cared less to pester you
So you carried on like a soldier on a battle field while shots were being fired.
...At last you fell.
YOU ARE READING
It hurts to be Me
PoetryYou ever read poetry that's so deep and relatable you save it. No. Okay, that's only me. Anyways this book has poems that will leave you thinking for a while. Know that once you read these poems told in my story, you won't be able to stop.
