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Nov 2017
Pretend not to listen
To the fights
They scream at each other
It tears me up
These paper-thin walls hide nothing
Purple and blue decorates my body like a canvas
These blades give me a reason to feel sad
Make me feel as if the emptiness is there for a reason
Lock myself away in my room
My safe place
My haven
Blare the music
Until I can’t hear anything else
Cry myself to sleep
Cry
Until I can’t see anything else
Cry
Until I’m empty inside
Paint a smile on my face
But the glimmer in my eyes are gone
Yet still,
Everyone thinks I’m fine
A raging fire inside my soul
I’m Burning
Breaking
Broken
It’s time
To let go
This is about someone living is a violent (domestic violence) home and is the first poem I’ve posted
Written by
Sienna Young
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