Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Wrists

by TakashiSenpai7

Wrists Childish wrists Soft and white Aside from a few lines Wrists Scarred and rough Raised along different points of the wrist Hundreds of lines on this one Old lines Wrists Bruises from a tight grip Soft little lines Not noticeable to anyone but the wrist Wrists Teary wrists Cried into often Soft and pale Wrists Everywhere On everyone Yet no one notices The little signs
Request permission to use this poem
T
Written by
TakashiSenpai7
21 / M / Chicago IL
For You?
T
Written by
TakashiSenpai7
21 / M / Chicago IL
Published
Mar 5, 2020
Time
1m
Tags
#depression#society#selfharm#dark#pain#wrists#life#abuse#sad#people
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell TakashiSenpai7 how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write