Your gateway to endless inspiration
You don't notice
The everlasting sorrow
That's drowning out
The life in my eyes.
I'm weeping inside,
But you're only seeing
Soft flesh
Carrying a fabric
That lays loosely over my body.
I am but merely an item,
That had been claimed
The moment you rest your body
Against mine.
All my self worth plummeted
In a matter of seconds,
And I have never felt so ashamed.
~ceramic-feelings