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Buried

A poem about scars that never fade.

By Jonas GodinPublished 8 years ago 1 min read

Nothing feels the same

god I sound like a broken record

But I’m just a broken mess

My heart is nothing

but an empty shell

What the hell

I’m in a dark place

Why am I like this

Yeah why am I like this

A hopeless boy

Standing alone

In a world full

Of fucking misery

God its like

Nothing feels the same

god I sound like a broken record

But I’m just a broken mess

I try To keep My pain buried

but now It's coming up

while I lay in My bed

thoughts Of suicide

leave me worried

but I’m not afraid Of death anymore

nothing fits Life is just a mess

everyday I feel numb

like I’ve succumbed

to the wounds

of my broken heart

sad poetry

About the Creator

Jonas Godin

I enjoy writing about poetry and my feelings also whatever is on my mind.

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