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