If you took a moment
To look and see
You'd find this shell
Is not the real me
Scratch open the surface
Dig out my bones
Unravel the darkness
That I never showed
On the inside
You'll soon discover
I'm no more
Than a broken lover
Look down some more
Past my mold
You'll find my soul
So weathered and old
A sea of distress
And nights spent in tears
Drowning in a sea
Of my deepest fears
I can feel your eyes
Bearing down on me
So I put up my walls
Just as it should be
And keep out the world
Or keep myself in
Under lock and key
Trapped inside my own skin
YOU ARE READING
Mourning Skies
RandomDark poetry, slam poetry, love poetry, five word stories, and my deepest thoughts
