Tired and numb and don't matter to anyone .
Thought you were my last hope
I see you nowhere but these claws
Piercing through my skin as they grope
Lost in the crowd searching for that someone or hiding myself only he Knows
Blinded, in the hopes that leads me to the dark where my demons follows
An attention seeking Whore
I never got the choice to make the decision for own , lied to
Time and time again until you got bored
Trust .. have become a forgotten concept , for you never deem me worthy
Enough to be the guardian of them closed doors ,
This numbness cut down the screams
Which no longer want to be heard
Lost and forgotten is my identity
Like in the ocean it wants to submerge
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Silent Cries Of The Night
PoetryIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
