A Look Inside of The Madness [Poems]

A Shelter

Somewhere to go

when the rain

is falling like the

tears that slide

down my cheeks.

Somewhere to go

to hide from the

world, they are

the reason for

my screams.

Somewhere to go

to let my blood

fall, and to

conceal the damage

after.

Somewhere to go

to let my heart

free, to share

the deepest and

darkest desires.

Somewhere to go

to be real

me; not to be the one

made of hate,

reputations, and lies.