Sometimes it's faith that people hold onto, sometimes if you're lucky enough you can confide in someone else,
and trust them to pull you out of the pain before you dwell in it for too long.
Pain is one of those hideous places that once visited you have to fight your way out and even when you think you have escaped you are permanently branded.
If you're like Me, you don't have anyone to depend on,
you find no one to take your hand and assure you that you will make it through this he'll.
Instead you have to lace up your own boots, grab your hand and pull yourself out.
YOU ARE READING
Beyond the facade
PoetryThis is actually a book filled with poems about how I feel, on the inside. So I normally always put on the brightest smile so no one will ask what's wrong. But I started writing these poems to help me release some of those feelings. And I really wan...
