Cuts And Bruises

My arm is red and bleeding1

I'm sore and I'm in pain2

But I just keep on going3

And the blood falls down like rain4

There's bruises on my face5

A cut just above my eye6

And another deep inside me7

It makes me want to cry8

The scars are breaking open9

I'm dying from within10

And I want to let it outside11

But instead I keep it in12

No one understands my pain13

They don't know my lies14

They'll never understand what lays 15

Behind my painted mask16

So I sit here 17

Crying18

Dying19

From something I never should have started20

And I could end at any time21

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  • try2changeme
    January 11
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    the thing about rhyming poems is that you have to have a good flow of how you rhyme throughtout the entire poem unless you start typing the poem different. line 16 and the last line dont really flow with the rhyme of the rest of the poem.. but, the whole thing was good, and i like how you talk about your painted mask that had you hide our pain from other people.. very good :