What's inside is always hidden
And In words it can't be written
The things I feel inside my heart
Is the sword what tears me apart
The chains get tighter across my chest
Sorrow and sadness reaping my rest
It's the fire burning my soul
Was that enough or you want more
You took it all you sucked my core
Looking down I see the crumbles of what's left by a raging war
A war rising through my veins
And tears burst out of my pain
Spirits watching my decay
Witnessing hell in my days
Regret sorrow formed a cage
Trapping my heart all with rage
nothing left there you took it all
Except one thing and it's my soul
YOU ARE READING
Is this enough
PoetryHow much will life take from me, will it leave me alone. Well here is a poem
