Golden soul
Golden
A golden heart
Golden eyes
But no one looks inside gold
Everyone looks at it's shine
At how they look from the outside
No-one sees the rust
The scars
On arms and thighs
The pain
In mind and eyes
The stinging
Under your shirt
The fake smile
Everyone thinks is real
The pain
You wanna hide
Gold seems beautiful and gorgeous
But no-one sees the rust inside
How painful it is
How hurt I am
But I seem Golden
An angel
Perfect
Never hurt
Always happy
Gold isn't what it seems
Gold is rustic
Gold Is dead
From inside
I seem Gold
Golden eyes
Golden lies
Golden soul
But deep down
I'm battling
A battle I shouldn't be battling
A battle I'm gonna lose
How do you win
If there is no winning
Everything I do
Feels like losing
Like falling
Falling down a deep hole
Till endless
Somewhere no-one is gonna get me out of
No hand can reach
No light
No hand
No hope
No-one
Check up on your loved ones♡
S. Grey Your failed poet
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Pretty people also cry
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