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by Walter Feb 10, 2026 category : Sadness, depression / other
Like a river when it falls There is no pain to feel Although it lands on jagged rocks It seems to quickly heal Then flows into a lake Its surface becomes smooth No ripples now are showing As if a time to soothe But underneath its surface A different story hides All dirt that was collected Taking time to divide And slowly building layers Known as sediments It hides them from above Each one that was intense But you will never know By looking at my skin Although you see no bruises That hide so deep within When I'll become a mirror An angle which reflects While watching from side on And think that I'm perfect Don't be too quick to judge And say that I am shallow Because I'm hiding pain Which I won't foreshadow Yes I might be see-through When I let you look inside But all the layers I have built Forever I will hide...