cuts are ephermeral.
scars are permanent.
purposly or accidenta,
there is no disguising it.
hearts are broken.
mine's confused.
in the shadows skulkin'
my heart abused.
bothersome beating in my chest
filled with mourul glitches
i'll let my emotions do the rest
sewing with barb wire stitches
pools in my eyes
my sadness receding
no one hears my cries
as my heart begins beating.
anger in its place
i look at your picture
in mourful disgrace
i can never be sure.
the beating resumes
i remain reticent
all the lies, i can't consume
the tears represent.
sorrow end
peices in ditches
my heart is held together
with barb wire stitches.
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i love this poem it reminds me of how i feel
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