in isolation
hidden from the world
where no one cares
in darkness
fighting alone
still suffering to heal
in silence
with a smile
inside broken
looking for my escape
in a room
everyday contemplating
my great demise
I should've executed by now
but I am afraid of
who is watching
what scars would I bring ?
YOU ARE READING
With Love.
PoetryIn a book is the best way to hide knowledge of the truth, through a pen hides the strength of therapy. I've gain much wisdom and restored much faith from this. I hope this brings growth to anyone reading; it was worked through me in very difficult t...
