Liquid smooth skin
Razor sharp eyes
Kind
They see everything
Everything I feel
Face covered in a smile
That would be nice
But we are cold as ice
We are the opposites
I want something real
Someone who can feel
Who can sense
Empathy is important
You lack it
And we lack contact
Because of that
I am bandaged
We will never be bonded
Only by blood
Only by face
But I am an embarrassment
The monster with no taste
YOU ARE READING
A Tale Of Woe
PoetryJust my poems here :) All of the poems are published in the order i've written them TW Mentions of: ED, SH, suicide, and just sad shit in general
