We are phoenix'
Broken by life and existence
Rebuilding walls with experience
Putting on a mask
To hide our hurt and pain
Building a wall so high
That only 1 Silhouette will climb
It's a long shot it will succeed.
We surround ourselves with turrets to keep pain out
And we keep out love because we fear it turning sour.
We rise from the ashes-
Monsters.
Heartless Monsters
Controlled by scared children.
Following orders from a society in collapse.
We rise like Phoenix'
Yet who we are changes
As we become immune to pain
And rebuild our armour.
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Imperfection
PoesiA poem book by the only @acceptyourflaws. Hope you like it. :) Feel free to comment, vote and/or criticize me, just keep it clean and hope you like my first poem book. ( Some of you may know this book as Flaws, but I've had to rename it to make a d...
