my scars should not be hidden
do not tell me they should be
i hid them for years under my hoodie and you never noticed
just like u never noticed my tears at night;
or how i fell silent every time you talked about dying
you dreamed about a future together
while I could barely dream about tomorrow
the moment those words left your mouth;
my scars reopened

you dont deserve the attention
the scrapes and scars on my body are not yours
my trauma is not a day dream; nothing to praise
the food you put in front of me is not a snack; more like a meal  
the voices in my head are not scary
they are nonchalantly wondering everyday
you dont deserve the attention
my life is not yours so stop pretending it is
the dried blood upon my wrists at night is not your DNA
trauma is not meant to be shared

her arms are covered with a baggy sweat shirt
her neck wrapped with chains that lock scars
she tries to be ok but she knows that not possible
everyday is hard
but her days are harder

what is it like to have a "relationship goals" relationship?  
the girl who is laying in her bed; wiping her tears with the stretched out hoodie sleeve wonders that exact question

yet so does the popular girl who is dating the varsity hockey captain; her insta is filled with cute pics of their relationships; but the skinny tube top is covering hickeys on her chest that she doesn't even remember receiving

the girl who has never had their first kiss, or has even held a boys hand before wonders that exact question. Her research suggests that a "relationship goals" relationship is when you go on cute dates, have his hoodie, surprise him at his games and practices  

but the girl who isn't even noticed has the real "relationship goals" relationship. She nerds out on math while he reads off the periodic table. Nothing gets in their way because communication is their key

are "relationship goals" invisible to the people who seeks them?

the cuts on my skin were not deep enough for you;
so you had to dig into my heart
but it wasn't as easy as you thought so you lied to the guard protecting it
you put a mask on to unlock the forbidden parts and let me believe it was true
now i am left with shattered glass and a ****** up memory of what was... or what i thought was love

Soulmate: the person you are destined to be with; the person that loves you no matter how hard they try not to; the one person that you cannot stop thinking about; The One
But how do you know when you meet them? is it when people say you're the cutest together; or is it when you cry the moment your mind goes wondering to the dark places and you lose them in those thoughts; is it when you plan out your whole life with them, only to be hit with reality

you never really know

It could be when you are five and have a crush, and then later meet them again when you're 20; it could be when you have been married for 30 years and still get butterflies as if it was the first date

you never really know

is it when they drive over to your house amidst a blizzard and brings you chocolate; when they stay up all night, just so if you happen to wake up they are there for you. Or is it when every little thing reminds them of you

you never really know

Why do colors have a meaning except to be described as beautiful
A rainbow is beautiful but some  people think that the gay flag is disgusting
Shades are unique but some people think darker skinned people are lesser than

The colors that are meant to be embraced not destroyed

A little girl asks her mother what a Pride flag is
The mother says it represents homosexuality and that “those kind of people” are going to hell for sinning

The colors that are meant to be embraced not destroyed

A town away a little boy asks the teacher for a skin colored crayon; he is handed a crayon that is a light peachy color, named “Skin”
Little does that teacher know he will grow up to treat people with darker skin colors than that crayon like dirt, because he was taught that skin was light and dirt is dark.

The colors that are meant to be embraced not destroyed

Every color has a purpose, until that purpose turns into a landmark
Where peoples struggles are on display for others  opinions instead of remorse
When does it become a lesson instead of an action?
A teacher shows their students a picture of two men being lynched and says “ This is what white men did to black men, but never said that it was wrong

Everyday people fight for their lives because of colors that define who they are

The colors that are meant to be embraced not destroyed