my tears held the pain
my eyes no longer could
i painted my haunted memories
in blood across my scarred skin
only for others to laugh
and wipe it away
i danced in the dark
to a million tunes
all telling me how to move
i listened to the broken whispers
i heard their heartbeats
become words
never have I ever
dealt with anything
more difficult
than my own soul
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 3:03 AM UTC
my tears held the pain
my eyes no longer could
i painted my haunted memories
in blood across my scarred skin
only for others to laugh
and wipe it away
i danced in the dark
to a million tunes
all telling me how to move
i listened to the broken whispers
i heard their heartbeats
become words
never have I ever
dealt with anything
more difficult
than my own soul
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