The Walking Wounded

You may know just who they are,

they often dwell amongst us,

the walking wounded, full facade,

at

No one can hurt you anymore

nor can you love as you did before

when all it took was one you now abhor

to make you dead inside

Deadly pain,
Hidden behind a fake smile,
Choking sobs,
Hidden behind false laughter.
Pain hidden so well,
It's barely felt.
Eyes

Loss of innocence at an early age
You took what people say is sacred
But what you took was a part of me

My life was forever

Suicidal Dreams


Darkness develops, whilst sadness envelops.
My pain's my pollution, I've found resolution.
I feel the pain,