180515 23:25
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all of her imperfections
killed her slowly.
she was a mess,
she was ripped in every edges.
no one knew,
no one even noticed,
no one felt her pain
because of her mask.
she was silently suffering,
begging for her inner demons to stop,
but the knives dig deeper
everytime she cries.
she fought the battle alone
following the voices inside her head
for she believed that,
if she could tame them,
they'll leave her.
but little sweet creature,
you are your own masterpiece.
every scars and flaws
all made you a wander.
every inch of you
screams perfection
no matter how
scarred you might be,
because it's you.
listen to no one.
wipe those tears away.
lift your chin up
and remember this:
you're the center of your own universe.
you're the Queen of your life.
you're beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
tainted lines
Poetrydive into the ocean of words and let the tides of nothingness take you to the deepest voids of poetry. are you ready to feel everything inbetween? ©JZA 2015 [this poem collection is composed of poems and prose in Filipino & English. all illust...
