Defeat is poetic


It stings the heart and leaves you hopeless

It wounds you physically

And breaks you mentally

It leaves scars on your heart

That no one can see

It steals your smile

And turns your laughter into mourns

Some will cry it out

And people like me with no tears to shade

Hold onto the pain

Eventually we bury it deep inside

And try to forget about it

But pain has a bad habit of sipping through

And making you watch your heart bleed

All over again



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