Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2013
What are these scars worth?
These dark purple lines.

Can I show you them,
And be an inspiration?

Can I cover them,
And be a coward?

What if I darken them?
Will that make me insane?

Oh and if I cross bridges,
Instead of going up stream,
That makes me a fake.
A liar.
An attention *****.
An emo.
A weakling.

Well look at you.
You must be very strong.
Very impossibly strong.
Or maybe you just weren't caught in a battle,
Because your blown up head couldn't make it out of the castle.
I am writing so much lately.
Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston
Written by
Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston  20/F/Ohio
(20/F/Ohio)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems