Don't belittle your pain.
Don't bottle it up
Unseen
Unless small parts shove
           themselves out
Like a collection of knives
Inside a (breathing, living)
           carcass.
When the knife
Breaks through
With its harsh, sharp gleam,
Don't push it back in
Deeper
Or say it's nothing
(with a pain(t)ed smile).
I see the stains
of denied blood
Against the shine
of cold steel.
And if you say
it's nothing
How can I fix you?

Ever smiled so hard it hurt your face
Ever laughed so hard you heart started to race
Because in that moment you were happy to be you
Proud of who you are
because in that moment you knew
that you don't intentionally hurt others
you don't intentionally feel the way you
In that moment you knew you found you