Happiness left a mark.

He sliced through my thick skin,
And the scars still remain.

Happiness was forgotten.

He was set aside,
Dust suffocating his very existence.

Happiness was fragile.

I tightly grasped Happiness’ hands,
And I watched him unravel mine and slip away.

Happiness was strong.

I thought I could take advantage,
But he was the one with his hands around my neck.

Happiness was a friend.

I came to know him inside and out,
And I looked forward to his embrace.

Happiness was an enemy.

He taunted me in ways I was unaware
And watched me collapse.

Now, I am left without Happiness, and I crave him.

Write me the words
The words of your soul
Show me your heart
Blistered and broken
Sing me the melody
Of your deep and tragic past
Read to me
The emotions that are too hard to express
Try to make me understand
The things you've gone through,
Witnessed,
Relived a hundred thousand times
Then I will know
The depths of your being
And put the pieces back in place
So you can finally be whole again.

Small talk, playful banter
Is this flirting?

Gentle touches, eye gazing
Is this intimacy?

Quick glances, endless chasing
Is this serious?

Truth is
I don't know

But I catch myself slightly smiling because of you.

Faint is the word "body"
In this little white box.

Faint are the slices
Across my wrist.

Faint are the scars
Left by my unforgiving choices.

Faint are the thoughts
That made me do it.

Faint, they are,
But not me.

I am not faint.
I am strong.