Hiding Poem by mikey jobin
Hiding
When the rain falls, my tears
do the same, showing darkness
and bringing pain. Memories that
used to be something real. People
pass day by day acting as if they
feel no pain, faces blank completely
plain, living life without shame.
Nothings real nothings right.
everything changes when its night.
As the sun comes up at dawn
the same pretending life brings on.
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5/14/2024 12:43:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is deep, i like poets like this, Thankyou for your work keep it up Please check some of mine and rate and comment if you want, Constructive criticism is welcome too. Kilian