Scars on your soul
Scars on your skin
Some are on the outside
Some are within
Some have a story
Some are unwritten
Some you can see
But most are kept hidden
You know my name
Not my story
You see my smile
Not my pain
You notice the cuts
But not the scars
You read my lips
Not my mind
I want to scream
I want to cry
I want to sleep
I want to die?
Sick of crying
Tired of trying
Yes i'm smiling
But inside I'm dying
YOU ARE READING
The Pain We Face
PoetryPoems for the people who suffer For him and for her For the people who understand Who know their plan For people who are just having a rough night For people who see or experience the bad in life.
