She built a wall
And let no one in at all
They saw her exterior smile
But really, it's been awhile
Since her interior felt the same
Even though her own heart's to blame
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
It's been awhile
She built a wall
And let no one in at all
They saw her exterior smile
But really, it's been awhile
Since her interior felt the same
Even though her own heart's to blame
