Come find me,
In the depths of my scars;
The screams of my wounds running,
Through my mind’s empty halls.
You’ll see a blank page
And my hollow eyes staring
It’s the picture of my mind
Just my forgotten unspoken words running;
Every piece of me is a puzzle itself
Fighting to compose its structure
Many of which I lost to fate
Many of which, for others, I burned.
In the breathless night
The dead pieces of me speak
Inside my head, they say it again
“You lost me”.
© Tigress Lionheart 2018
Simple words with deep meaning. Too good!
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Thank you so much!
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