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Jan 2017
I keep thinking,
I can't wait to get my first tattoo.
But then I realized,
It's just a scar,
Covered in ink to make it pretty.
But the difference is,
I think.
The difference is I'm getting it on purpose.
But in reality?
The rest were purposeful.
I wasn't attacked.
They weren't ****** upon me.
Nobody forced the blade to my body.
It was intentional.
I was taking my anger out on myself.
Is it the same?
I wonder.
Am I doing it to express anger?
No, I'm doing it to show who I am.
Exactly.
And these are meant to be visible.
I won't hide them,
Like I did the others.
They're different.
They're...different.
Aren't they?
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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