Suffering
Seeing my face,
You think you know.
The assumptions you turn to,
Are only your delusions.
The tears leaving scars,
No one can see.
Behind my flesh,
Theres a story.
Into my eyes,
Theres a life.
In my blood,
Is what makes things happen.
Fierce shouts,
Running through my mind.
My heart vanishing within minutes.
Leaving nothing,
Except thy soul,
To lie around,
Useless, decaying.
Suffering.
Copyright © Matt Daniels | Year Posted 2011
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