![]() | No ratings.
a poem written with emotion |
|
No thoughts. No feelings. Numbness. Running through the body. Heart-Not broken. But ached it be. For the harm. You've done to me. Not on purpose. Although still. I feel pain. I too Am human. Although very different. I too can love. I too can hate. Broken to peices. Looking put together. Crying on the inside. Smiling on the out. No harm in pretending. At least I'm not intending. On being someone not meant to be like me. This is real. It is. What it is. I should stop All this pretending. Be real. Be true. Meant to love. As all else are. Who can say. What may come. Tomorow will be. Will be. |
This In & Out is EMPTY! Be the first to add... use the form below! |