when i made this promise, the silver linings are surfacing;
or so i thought.
then things happened, harsh words came time and time again
between careless tongue and restless mind and regret
that came a little too late.
and that's how the heart gets hurt.
so here they are, twinkling in my hand like cold stars--hello again,
--it was a nice three months and i thought i would never have to
hurt you again.
here is for another promise i broke.
- for every inch of skin i have slashed in attempt to
make myself pay.
embrace your scars,
wear them proudly like bracelets on your wrist,
kiss them like a lover,
they are just like you;
they want to be wanted, to be seen
let them know you are not ashamed of them
let them speaks your worst nights and thoughts,
your scarred past,
i watched her suffer when the first one was going to a medical school,
knew she would spent years ahead in hell trying to defend her,
i watched her suffer when the second was going to college
and she couldn't afford a proper addition course to make her feel more confident,
i watched her suffer when the third was going to follow the others,
and she was slamming herself bones by bones to make sure she had all the sources,
i watched her suffer and suffer and suffer
for everyone but herself,
and if that doesn't enough to break me in every way possible,
i don't know what else will do.