My handwriting is too much
too curved and too formy
My names in a bunch
poor cursive just swirly

I wish you saw
The hell I've lived
The pain I feel daily

The way the drink feels
The way it makes me calm

The way the knife feels
Slicing the skin
The release

The only way I know
I cant call for help

All I get is disapproval
My parents disown

I make own family
To watch you
Work day night

Never see you
Kids cry for you

I can't work cuz they are ill
I try my hardest

But never good enough
In my eyes
Maybe in yours

But how can I ask for help
When you give so much

The drink doesn't work
As much anymore

The knife to blunt
Just marks

What can I do

If I could make every single word scar
I absolutely would
Nothing is stopping me from doing so
I absolutely could
Well if the noise is overwhelming me
I absolutely should

My bodies losing the collagen
To keep itself together
And you still want to go camping
And smoke out in this weather

When the sun goes down
And we feel cold
And we need eachother
In a skin to skin hold
Don’t point out my cuts, bruises, and blood
Just kiss my skin and tell me I’m loved.

The sound of the birds means that we are safe
From the fears of society we face everyday
Please keep talking to your son
He might be a foot tall and eat bugs for dinner
But please, keep talking to your son