I'm Used ToA Poem by Black JessPain is a familiar feeling for me .Live in emptiness , Sink in sadness , Befriend loneliness , Drink from bitterness ,
I’m used to the silent tears dropping on my pillow And no one ever seems to know In the middle of the night , When everyone is lost in his dreams And I’m lost in my tears
My face is used to the spit over when they are yelling My ears are used to the dirty words they are saying My eyes are used to the bloody tears that I'm crying My mouth is used to be shut from telling What's in my mind and what I've been hiding My heart is used to hide what he is feeling And used to heal the wounds by itself when he's bleeding Basically , I'm used to nothing and everything
After every night there is a morning But after all my nights there is a night All my days are night All the times are dark , are shadowed Everything is scrambled But don’t
worry , I’m used to that . © 2016 Black JessReviews
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5 Reviews Added on August 15, 2016 Last Updated on August 15, 2016 AuthorBlack JessAlgeriaAboutWriting is my escape. I want to be lost in a world made of books,tea and rainy days. We need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overly.. more..Writing
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