Sunday, March 17, 2019

The Scars I Keep

Don't pretend you know me
Don't think you have any idea who I am

You don't know what I've been through
You don't know the pain inside my head

You have no idea the nightmares I have
The scars I keep

I'm exhausted
Keeping on this brave face
Waking up, masking the fact that I just want to sleep

I'm broken pieces
Barely together

I'm coming undone
No one is here to pick up the pieces
No one cares

I hold my arms around me
Keeping myself from falling apart

I will always be my savior and my enemy









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