The toxicity, this disease
Scratches at the surface.
I will not let it out
Cuts are so deep.
When I bleed it see’s
I am weak.
Oh wait what is that?
Can these people around
Hear the screams?
Look into my eyes,
Do you see my silent cries?
Insanity this must be.
My wheels keep spinning.
While trying to keep my capability of moving.
The toxicity, this disease
Scratches at the surface
I will not let it out.
Cuts are so deep.
When I bleed it see’s
That I am weak.
Fear tries to take over.
Feeling, of not being good enough for anyone.
A disappointment, my motivation
My drive, not good enough
Oh wait, what is that?
Can these people around
hear the screams?
Look, into my eyes
Do you see my silent cries?
By: Audie Edwards
About the Creator
Audie Edwards
I am an amateur writer, who loves to write poems.
I feel poetry is my only escape from reality. I love to play with the imagination a little and get Dark. We all have nightmares and fears
I just put mine to work in a beautifully written poem.
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