Sleeves can be used for hiding scars.
Smiles can hide feelings.
Words can hide true meaning.
And behind closed doors there is a girl hiding with a blade in hand and pills spilled on the floor.
And you'd know that she's gone if you weren't trapped in a world of lies.
Hiding from the light that is so close to your eyes to show the truth upon what's right and wrong.
To pull her out of the deep hole that she's been trapped in for so long.
But you are blindfolded by another and have replaced your heart with a ticking time bomb that will eventually set off showing the blackness of your soul.
YOU ARE READING
Loud Pøetry Spilled From The Quiet Soul
PoetryAll of these are mine. Not the Internet. Trigger warning. (Self mutilation, depression, anorexia, etc....) And my apologies if they aren't even slow to Bukowski or Anything....I just wanted to try
