Her teeth tell stories
On her skin
Scattering bruises
On her arms.
She's let out the beast
To numb the pain.
She's lost count now
How many will it take
To clear the storm
In her mind?
She hides then under sleeves,
Makeup and lies.
It doesn't matter
Because there's no one
To care
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of my venting/darker poetry. Some may contain triggering material or swear words, so here's a warning for that. I'll post a new poem whenever I can! Feedback is always welcome! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy.
