Despised by many
distrusted by plenty
She spends her nights crying of fear Wondering why she's such a sweet despair
Suicidal thoughts enter her mind
Whispers roaming through her head
She watched the people talk
Whispers go around
Such divine chaos
An escape is what she really wants
Dreaming to be something she's not
Her identity is no longer hers
How unreal is such to be
No one hears her cries for help
No one sees the pain she hides in her eyes
She isolates her self from the painful words
But it makes no difference
She hides and hides what's eating her alive
Her identity has gone
Eating it away part by part
Fraying into dust
Damaged as trust
She lusts for some comfort
But no one seems to care
For the girl with a lost identity
(J.S.)
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Slay The Poet
PoetryPoetry poetry It's seriously the only way I can express my feelings So this book I guess is gonna be all poems I don't really know how it's gonna work but I will try So enjoy
