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a little insane May 2020
I'm getting better.
All the scars are healing.
I don't have the longing,
or the temptations.

I'm recovering,
From the unhealthy corpse
I used to be.

This is a recovery story,
About a girl who realized
She's more than what's happened to her,
She's more than what she's done
To herself.

This is a recovery story,
About a boy who doesn't think
He's enough.
Who thinks no one will notice
If he's gone.

This is a recovery story about me.

My story isn't ending,
It's just beginning.
You'll get better too.
Give it time.
basil May 2020
the branches
broke open the sky
and made it
bleed

i lay my head on
your shoulder,
looking at that
bleeding sky
with you

watching
as the blood was
washed away
by a sea of sparkling blue

and i thought to myself:
maybe we can
wash away
our scars
with stardust,
too
and we did, blue eyes.

05.01.2020
The wounds from thy past
Don't let agony last
Though it wont be that fast
Someday you'll still surpass
Empire Apr 2020
I don't want to have to try and explain to you
The dark lines on my wrist and thigh
That I pray you will never be able to understand
Spent a long time just staring at my scars today...

It's been over a month since I last cut... doesn't feel like much of an accomplishment, but maybe it is...
Jandra Apr 2020
Lingering voices
The shadows of yesteryears
Foes of my today
This is haiku #2. Scars from the past can make you debilitated and afraid. Dear, you can't always stay in that state. Choose to fight your demons everyday. Don't let it consume you because a better you awaits.

2020
Covering my battered soul with a grin,
And I carry my longing to meet you soon in my spirits,
Maybe you'd heal my scars with your touch,
No, the timing have to match,
Yes, I have to wait,
If it means confronting the bruises on my body of someone's hate,
You will come won't you?
It's the least thing I expect life to do,
Granting the exemption,
To reach the day of explanation,
Yet here I wait for my closure,
What's that you ask?
My death, My life's dusk.
That it will come never again is what makes life so sweet.
-Emily Dickinson
Azariah Apr 2020
I don't just have scars...
I have memories tattooed onto my skin.
I have emotions attached to my heart and imprinted onto my skin.
They are conversation starters that say all that needs to be said.

But they don't ask...
I have a very apparent scar, that may be unappealing to some. Which is okay...I mean it's not like I can change it. I can only change how I feel about it.
Lottie R Page Apr 2020
I wrap selotape on my heart so I can spend more time focusing on your scars.
Something you've never noticed,
I cant blame you,
You're just like everyone else,
I guess it's just the world we live in,
Everyone out for themself,
Dont pay no mind to the signs,
Blood seeping through my shirt,
You focus on all but my hurt,
It's my curse,
Never see the worst,
Let you trample upon me,
Until I dont feel worthy.
Not of you,
But of me,
No longer able to look in the mirror,
You see,
I was so busy fixing you.
I forgot my time was overdue.
Dont worry,
I'll add you to the other few.
The list,
To those that will never be missed.
Megan Matthews Apr 2020
Writing.
It will reveal
Things you already knew,
Like the scars you see on your skin.
Lost, Found.
Michael A Duff Apr 2020
Does she hear my cries

So far from our happy times

I still miss her touch
Lost love still burns my heart, recovery only death will know
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