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Jan 2020
I lay myself bare
In front of your eyes
My hardened heart of ice
Couldn't take as you mock me

Tears in my eyes
Nothing but knives.
Hurts too much to feel
I need other kind of pain.

To mute your words
To stay in this world.
Can't let you see it more
You cracked my core.

I shouldn't stay I think
My heart won't take the hint.
Needs and wants don't meet
You are too important to leave.

So I will lay myself bare
And take all the pain
Sleep on tears for pillow
Keep myself shallow.

So no one can tell...I'm dying on the inside.
Why does it hurt when one isn't understood and mocked out of spite? Why does it hate myself even more than usual? Why and how did I fail?
Written by
Luce Nevys  18/F
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