I'm hiding all the feelings,
i'm hiding all the pain,
i'm hiding all the broken hearts,
that will never be the same.
I'm hiding all the bruises,
i'm hiding all the scares,
i'm hiding all the fractured bones,
keeping them from the stairs.
My make up, it helps me cover,
my mind, it helps my block,
my heart, it helps me remember,
my pain, it helps me to stop.
To stop and remember the times that i cried,
to block out the screams in my head,
to cover the evidence of what you did to me,
to help me hide in a this world.
A world nobody can see i'm hurting,
a world where i can forget,
for just a little while,
what you did to me.
Author notes
61. Cover up With Makeup
A contest entry
- TITLES! by Unbreakable3.
450 points, ended November 11, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this is nice. solid, not much strong vocabulary yet still a stolid peice. it's very direct, not mysterious in the slightest, which in a way is good. i liek it and thnak you for entering the contest.
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