My tears feel like acid
The more I cry the more I hurt.
The more I try to stop the more it burns.
I tell people ill be ok or I'm fine
It's a ******* excuse
Outside I'm strong
Inside I'm a different person.
I joke around and laugh
But I die more on the inside
My tears being acid is true to me
You won't understand
Acid burns.. Kills.. Hurts.. Stings..
And somehow all that comforts me.
But it also burns, kills, hurts, and stings me.
Feeling unloved is like wind
Sometimes it's a little wind
But sometimes it destroys things in its path.
The windstorm I've created in my years of acid utterly embolished me.
{tbt}