Showing sad poems for tag "mind"

Them

Goddess of Night

I see in my mind, 
the past I tried to leave behind,
in every waking moment I hear, 
the sound of my eyes screaming for a tear,

but I know if even just one would escape,
I would have to shut my mouth with tape.
Even when you think the happiness I have is true,
I have to try my hardest to deceive you.

For what if they see that I am weak?
Will they pluck at my flesh with their razor sharp beaks?
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