The Blood of My Hidden Thoughts
Words I can never say out loud
My mouth sealed shut, holding in cutting words
I taste blood on my tongue
The sharp words cutting my own lips
Unable to release them, unable to speak freely
They’ll never understand, refuse to listen
Truths about me, too shocking to be believed
Sit quietly, be perfect, fit the mold they’ve made
It’s all too much, the holding in
Silent screams echoing in my mind
I crave acceptance, so I can’t be true
Must keep the lies alive or risk the cold
They’ll leave me behind once they know
The secrets I hold, the regrets that fill me
It all goes against their moral high ground
Every day their flaws shine brightly
Too bright to leave any room for mine
Would they ever see they brought me to this
The push to perfection leading to disaster
These thoughts I’ll never say out loud
I could never survive this nuclear bomb
Destroying this facade my life’s become
So I’ll keep my mouth sealed
And live on the blood of my own hidden thoughts.
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Krysta Dawn
A long-time writer finding her passion for writing once again, sharing advice, and spicing up the world one word at a time. Expect personal stories, motivation, writing advice, tech opinions, and whatever else randomly comes to mind.
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