I’m Hurting
I may be smiling,
but deep inside, I’m hurting.
I don’t know where this pain is coming from.
I feel it and pretend that I don’t.
All I can do is endure the pain.
I know I’m hurting so bad
that it made me hurt physically.
I’m exhausted physically and mentally.
I found myself in a room
where all I see is darkness.
It gives the feeling of loneliness.
Do I deserve this?
I can smile at everyone
and I even laugh with them.
They also see me as a happy person
but they can’t notice that I’m hurting.
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Thoughts, Feelings, and Experiences
PoetryPoems are written because of experiences and imaginations where knowledge and feelings unites. When it hurts, it hurts but it's all right. Feel the pain and let poetry speak for it. 📌Poems can be triggering for some.
