The pain, the hurt, the lies
I can see it in your eyes
You smile to hide your cry
And use humor to hide your want to die
You skin has been bruised
And your heart has been broken
You've been used
And taken for granted
I'll catch your fall
And be here through it all
Because you mean so much to me
I hope you can set your heart free
From all the pain and regret
That I hope you forget
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//
