I am scared to let you in,
for you to see into my mind,
heart and soul.
If I showed you,
would you run?
If I told you every detail,
every reason.
Would you be terrified of me and all my ghosts,
terrified of my mind?
I want to speak of all the tragedies that I am masking,
But I do not want to sacred you.
I know it is only a matter of time before you see right through me,
but..
it will take some time to find the right answers to all your questions.
For I have buried all my memories in ransom.
I have not known heaven,
but I have walked through hell.
I can tell you unspoken tales of a worrier that fought for his own life against an army,
but...
I do not want to sacred you,
for you do not deserve to know these demons.
YOU ARE READING
It's not all black and white
PoetryA personal collection of all my poems. >TW< This is my first book so if you enjoyed reading my poems feel free to vote and leave a comment. ❤️ Lots of love
