All alone
no to save
no one to hold
Wanting out
Never shout
But always doubt
The words here
Never fear
The outside world that never hears
The words spoken
But not broken
They hold their promise
Never forgotten
the fear and pain
They said would crack away
The mask still strong
Not hindering
To hide the face behind
The promise so true
The ones you hoped to be forgotten out of the blue
But they never did
The fear instilled
Tears ready to spill
Never leaving
The eyes so dim
The light is gone
Wishing for dawn
A new day to wipe away the old
It was told
But never felt
The pain inflicted
On the soul
Of the one that hurt
Treated like dirt
Ready to kill
The soul they will
But the body too much pain
To fight the words
They cut so deep
Never stopping to see
If the person under the mask had lost their will
The will to live
The thing that keeps them going
The thing that shows
Life is worth the woes
The sorrow and pain
It takes and takes
Nothing left
Only regret
They will only know
The mask that is shown
Not the face
That gave up long ago
YOU ARE READING
Story of stories
Historia CortaThis is random short stories/poems that I write. I just want to get better at writing so I have the guts to publish a book one day so this is my way of starting.
