Nights are the same,
Silent and loud,
But there are broken people,
Holding themselves proud.
-ss
YOU ARE READING
Unsaid
PoetryIt was painfully worded , And beautifully read , The things that were written, Were those never said.
all that breaks ,isnt fragile
Nights are the same,
Silent and loud,
But there are broken people,
Holding themselves proud.
-ss
