Distraction

Distraction

A Poem by JoceMaria

They will never understand
Understand the depths of hurt
I smile I laugh I cover it all up with a joke
I act upon hurt and anger
I f**k him I f**k her I f**k them
I've stop counting not because I am ashamed but because they all meant absolutely nothing
Distraction thats what is was
Sometime I wonder, was I the same to them? A distraction?

© 2017 JoceMaria


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Writing these things out does help. The hurt one feels at times is clearly depicted here. Sometimes distractions while a casual thing for someone, can be destructive for the other..
A heart touching piece..

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you are still not healed , its clear
But you now found writing , it will help you

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 27, 2017
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JoceMaria
JoceMaria

Manchester, United Kingdom



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Sometimes, crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth can’t explain how broken your heart is... I write what comes to mind, and what i feel in that moment. more..