Real me

solitude


Notice of absence from solitude
If im gone, that means im home.

If you've felt what i've felt,

You'd understand my screams,

Your ears cant comprehend,

But they rip through my dreams,

If you've seen what i've seen,

You'd stop asking why,

You'd look past the smile,

And see the cry,

If you knew what i did,

Then maybe you'd see,

The scars hidden under layers,

The real me

  • Author: solitude (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 9th, 2026 19:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: First poem, hope you all like it, and maybe relate
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 33
  • Users favorite of this poem: not_defined, Samprikta Paul
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  • John Edward Smith Jr.

    I hear echoes in this. Thank you. Fine write.

    • solitude

      Thank you

    • sorenbarrett

      A mask to hide the wounds presented poetically. Nicely written Welcome to MPS

      • solitude

        Thank you, Soren

        • sorenbarrett

          You are most welcome

        • Samprikta Paul

          The way you penned it and the rhythm with rhyming words, beautiful.

        • NafisaSB

          a cry straight from the heart, set in verse..a lovely write..



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