Iris Mista

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The Pain... Inside - Poem by Iris Mista

If I could only share me
the love and happiness
inside of me
I could be

Way more than sharing my pain
I want to give the beauty
hiding inside
to be known is the same

Maybe this is what bothers me so much
out of reach from all the good
inside of me
lost, forgotten, entirely out of touch

I will not be understood or known
by sharing all the bad
from inside
but by sharing all purity I own

It is in this where hides the pain
it is so hard to accept
of all inside of me
it is my sincerity they blame

Wherever I have been
all I have loved
deep inside
showed me I can not be seen

And so I bled to death, my heart
smothered all there ever was
inside
until it ended to restart

July 1,2013


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Complex PTSD

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 7, 2014


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