This poem has a very deep meaning, not rare to see, but told in a rare way. I loved it, the imagery was beautiful. "I wear sunglasses, but they're not for style.
I wear them only to hide my red eyes." I do like this sentence, however I feel like it doesn't really go with the rhythm that the poem has, however I do like the imagery it provides. "Sometimes, I cry until I can't no longer For my screams of torment have become my lullabies." I love these lines so much, sorry had to add that in. "Tell me, Do know the hell I go through?" And here I'm pretty sure you're missing the u. Overall, a fantastic poem, great work.
Points: 326
Reviews: 19
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