Within the corners of my youth,
I hid my smile.
Every crinkle on my face no longer.
My darkness prevailed,
Sinking into every bone.
How could you?
Are the words my heart whispers to me
Why would you?
Are the words my soul feels through me
This isnt you
Are the words my mind confronted me with.
Stop talking for once..
Goddamn
-Masked C
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Poetry
ŞiirSometimes not being alright is alright. Im not talking about depression. Im talking about the shi that gets your head spinning Take a walk with me through my words of poetry
