Master of disguise
buried in my lies,
I'm hidden deep inside
so no one hears my cries,
I lie and say I'm fine
just tired, ignore the signs,
I've been battered, broke and bruised
yet help is what I'll refuse,
So I'll slit my wrist
and make a fist,
Ease the pain
in an addictive way,
I'll tie the noose
make it not come loose,
I'll take my fall
and lose it all,
There'll be no more pain
no days of rain
©k.poet
K