The Web Poetry Corner - Serpentinehb - Untitled # 63
Untitled # 63
by
Serpentinehb
The threaded veins creep beneath my patchwork skin,
scarred and weathered it whispers the secrets of my past.
Dishonest eyes and silent voice
sell visions of a normal life,
but the portrait lies with a wry smile,
concealing all the honesty inside.