Have you ever noticed
the bags under her eyes
or the anger issues that she has?
Her hollow cheeks and
those cracked up lips,
still forced into a smile.
Struggling to show everyone
that she is a fighter,
that she will be alright.
No one bothered to hold her close,
or to tell her that
it's okay not to be fine.
So she breathed through her life
as if it were a battlefield
and wished that one day
she would live
and not just survive.
YOU ARE READING
~POEMS~
PoetryThis is a book of some poems I've written. Some are about me, some are fiction and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy writing them.
