I mask my tears
With flimsy smiling facades,
How long before these walls
Cave in?
How long before the tremours
Collapse the whole building?
~L.Y
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A/N
I feel like too many of us put up a fake front and never express how we feel, when in fact, all we need is someone to listen and someone to understand while we let it all out. Crying does not make you weak! For too long I thought I was feak for showing emotion, but opening yourself up is actually the bravest thing you can do.🥰💖🌺
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Bleeding Poetry
PoetryOur hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.
