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Restroom
Against the wall
Crying
Below my knees
No one can hear me
Countless tears crash into the ground
But no one feels the ground shake
They're too far away
Screaming so loud
Looking at red seas in my reflection
My hands. my tears cover my face..
I walk back in the crowd
After the door opens
No one will ever know what happened
Crying
Below my knees
No one can hear me
Countless tears crash into the ground
But no one feels the ground shake
They're too far away
Screaming so loud
Looking at red seas in my reflection
My hands. my tears cover my face..
I walk back in the crowd
After the door opens
No one will ever know what happened
Published 28th Dec 2017
| Edited 4th Jul 2019
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Damn dude, this is sad, like, no two ways about it. I love the honesty of it, to me that is your strength, the unadulterated honesty you display time after time. Great pen, as usual.
~anonshadow
~anonshadow
Yea, thank you. It just comes out without me planning it. And when it does it's usually sad. I'm trying to make more positive poems. But it's hard to when you battle some kind of negativity probably everyday whether in my mind or from someone else.
15th Feb 2018 7:49am
I relate all to well. Horrible feeling, though after the crying, there is a calm feeling once it's all out.
26th Jun 2018 6:42am
This I Love...saw your avatar show up , thought I'd check your work out ;
Well penned , and whether you meant it or not in the title , it is there...
The Rest Room
A sacred temple of purging and renewal !
Well penned , and whether you meant it or not in the title , it is there...
The Rest Room
A sacred temple of purging and renewal !
