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Description
Caverns,
Valleys of red.
Unhealed skin,
Hiding the scars.

Self –inflicted,
Upon the exterior.
Cut away inside,
By others.

A collage of shattered pieces,
Is my soul.
On the mend,
But not quite quick enough.

I can feel the misalignment,
Ready to shatter any moment.
Ever unsteady,
Even a breeze can break it.

Every breath,
Filled with jagged splinters.
Drowning,
In myself.

My wounds have healed,
But remain beneath the surface.
Hidden from everyone,
Besides those of whom did this

Description
Caverns,
Valleys of red.
Unhealed skin,
Hiding the scars.

Self –inflicted,
Upon the exterior.
Cut away inside,
By others.

A collage of shattered pieces,
Is my soul.
On the mend,
But not quite quick enough.

I can feel the misalignment,
Ready to shatter any moment.
Ever unsteady,
Even a breeze can break it.

Every breath,
Filled with jagged splinters.
Drowning,
In myself.

My wounds have healed,
But remain beneath the surface.
Hidden from everyone,
Besides those of whom did this