What didnt touch me, harmed me
What touched me, i didnt push away
My friends were the weapons;
It was the mind that made me bleed
The bruises never failed
The pain always existed
The scrapes were visible
The cuts kept opening up
They say the sticks and stones break you
Its a lie because i played
The names and memories are the ones that hurt you
Its true because i finished the game
My tears didnt get made from physical harm
I drowned from unexplainable hurts
Memories never fade
Images never run away
Lost and never found
My mind had escaped
Harmed without being touched;
I looked through the past
And had nightmares of the present
And now im trying to survive the future
Sticks and stones never bothered me
Knives and weapons always helped me
Alcohol would be relaxing to me
But now the mind inside still has a hold on me
My bones didnt break but my heart was the one that broke
My brain didnt get damaged but my mind was the one that got ruined
My skin didnt peel but my strength was the one that was peeling off me
My body didnt collapse but my soul collapsed and took off from me