I'm going to cry myself to sleep
All the lies put me to ease
I rest upon broken dreams
The glass stays wedged into meBroken picture frames of hope shattered all around
Crayons melted down with no purpose now
How can lies be so easy to spindle
Yet the truth so far from existenceWho I wanted to be is so far from reach
I'm a reflection of the hatred that lies beneath me
I consume the lies of others only to spit them out
I hear their words louder from my own mouthI'm going to cry myself to sleep
All these lies put me to ease
I rest upon broken dreams
What a sad fate I've dug for me.
-s
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The asylum of my thoughts [Poetry]
PoésieMy second collection of self-written poems, expressing my thoughts and feelings. ☆☆☆ Started: 16/07/2023 Concluded: 13/12/2023 ☆☆☆ 100 reads: 22/07/2023