Her diamond exterior locks her vulnerability inside,
With sarcasm and humour, in plain sight she can hide.
Alone in the darkness the truth begins to flow,
Too strong for her to control, too fast for her to slow.
The streaks in her makeup, she carefully applied,
Tell the truth as a road map, to anyone who tried.
But before daylight breaks, and her scars can been seen,
A fresh layer of war paint, to the world looks pristine.
She pours all she has into the ones she holds dear,
To conceal from those she loves, her one greatest fear.
She longs to wipe away the mask, to someone she can trust,
But the last one she bared all to, looked at her with disgust.
So when the quiet comes, and the stars own the sky,
She will sit alone in silence, and allow her eyes to cry.
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Author:
Kayleigh Arnold (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 29th, 2017 05:18
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Truly awesome in flow. How appealing n attractive in poignant feelings expressed so artsy super. You rhyme fabulously swell. He's the loser not you if he could look at you with hate despite your charms. Unless if you were mean n unkind to him.
So kudos.
Pls do review my latest too and add your thoughts on it.
Thank you so very much. That means so much to me. I will of course check out your work xx
Love the way you have crafted this - great write.
Thank you very much, you words are very much appreciated x
You can to be proud of who you are. And of those who see not the real you are not seeing themselves in a realistic view. So they have no business judging you. Beautiful write Doubletop.
Thank you very much for your words and compliments x
You're welcome Doubletop.
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