Pretty hurts
I can see painful scars on your
Smooth face
Dirty hand prints on your clean dress
Tears running in your blood
And blood running through your eyes
You don't cry ordinary pain
Pretty hurts you scream and it's hurting
Your smile is controlled by the atmosphere
Not love nor cheer from your heart
Your blinded by the flashes of krypton and traumatized by the reflection, the mirror gave you
Pretty hurts you cry and it's hurting
You look special but feel useless
Your attached with expenses but
Feel worthless
You shimmer with skin of a dolphin but live under heart breaks, wounds and scars
No one will see through the life of your dark coffee remedy
Pretty hurts you mourn and it's hurting
You love to love and love to be loved
But love never loved the love you've chose to love
now you love to say love never loved as it said it would love.
Pretty hurts you stutter and it's hurting
You look above with eyes of the seal
You drowned in the sky as you walked on the sea
A beautiful life you see in another's eye
Another's wishes you would want to grant
Nor your wish is to wish they knew
Your life is a lie
Pretty hurts and it's hurting
Pretty hurts and it's hurting
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A very noble cause you have expressed in your poem. Women do hide their pain and heartache within lies, not wanting to be embarrassed by the reality of what they are going through, especially any abuse by a male. Excellent poem expressing your message. Love it! Thank you for being so caring and compassionate towards the pain of women, caused by males, I commend you for your courage in writing about it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn