The words cut deep,
But the scars will never show.
That's a promise I'll always keep,
That the world may never know.
You look but never see,
Why can't you just understand me?
I yell.
I scream.
Just trying to be released from this hell.
The heat of your tongue destroys me,
So I break down and cry.
Just waiting for the day, when I finally die.
YOU ARE READING
For The Rainy Days
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have made through the past few years. Most of them are sad, and are personal. I would love any feedback you'd like to give. I'm trying to stick to writing, but I might not always update. I hope you enjoy my poems!
