The pain in my chest
never stays the same
numb the feeling
numb the pain
Slash my wrist
but wear long sleeves
smile my best smile
one they'll believe
Wipe the tears from my eyes
put the make up on my face
lie to myself continuously
you're anything but a disgrace
Tie my hair in a bun
that way they'll see my face
always walking hunched and slow
but now I walk with poise and grace
The pain in my chest
never wanting to stop
but I put on my charade
my perfect cover up
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LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller
PoetryPoems and quotes about love, suicide, life... Written by me Note: I don't write with feelings and don't dare steal what's on here "Talent is a gift waiting to be opened"
