Fine, run
Mine, burn
Why am I feeling down?
A joke,
That's who I am.
Die,
That's what the voice said.
Smile, cry
It's nothing, belive me I'm fine.
Battle inside, bright in your eyes.
Stay, please, stay
I need a get away rope to save my life.
Where,oh where can I go?
To escape from the whole world.
A lie, the cover up truth.
The pain, nothing is safe.
So breath, breath deeply
I know how it feels, my dear.
Battle inside, bright in your eyes.
Leave me behind,
I got nothing left to hide.
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Just here to say hi!
Shadowgirl
YOU ARE READING
Hideaway
PoetryA person with a pen in its hands can do more damage than anybody else. Everybody has something to help them cope with their problems. Mine is writing poems, if we could even call this poetry... Anyway enjoy.
