i look at my scalded hands
that have been burnt by yours
and remember how you used to hold them
like a person clutching the leash of their dog, careful not to let them go.
i displayed my scars and wounds for you to see
but instead of pushing me to go to a doctor,
you held me back
to "keep me safe"
you played superhero
and tried to fix me
but the more you held me close
the more i got wounded
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as u can see, i am exploring different styles. sometimes we need a little variety in our lives yknow. i decided to play simple on this one!!
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words i am unable to express
Poetryhere, i place the words i am unable to express. let this be my comfort zone, a place where i vent out all my hidden feelings. it won't necessarily touch hearts, it won't necessarily meet standards but it will be my place. where i lay and where i fe...
