Open wounds are bleeding cuts exposed to the sun Caused by a knife or a scratch from a run They are lines on the skin that fade after a while At least that is what it is in people’s mind files
But sometimes blood is not the only thing that flows Sometimes tears or numb expressions are the only thing that’s shown Sometimes they are not simple lines that just fade away For some they run deep, they are there to stay
Some wounds feel sharp like a knife on skin But to some those wounds are short moments of relief, heaven Compared to the wounds inside their head Telling them that they are worthless, they are better off dead If people look on the inside they will realize, they will find Not all open wounds mark the body, they can also mark the mind
Starting off poetry month 2022 with the prompt: open wounds. TW: there are mentions of s*icide and s*lf h*rm so be mindful of that when reading.
im a lil scared, my mom is unwell i am reliving fears, i know this feeling all too well each hospital visit, each tear filled eye oh god why do you make my family cry sadistic incision into my heart idealistic vision into my art i don’t want to feel good or bad, i just want it to end i dont want to hear news good or bad, i just want to hold my mama’s hand friends, family, it all hurts the same constantly shifting frames, day in day out labour hard, echo chamber scream it out its hard, its hard, it hard waiting for the other shoe to drop, wondering where is the next empty spot in the christmas dinner, thanksgiving dinner dreams of the deceased, am i a sinner?
perfumed delusion, unruly exclusion time bombs ticking and toking vibrant illusions, visual pollution cutting all the ribbons and strings you tried to tie me up in, you tried to rub the salt in to my many many wounds I felt so lonely in crowded rooms crowded stadiums, your eyes never met me once I was too nervous to confront your fronts shy away from topics that we needed to discuss performing necromancy trying to keep this dead love up checking the pulse, it's so gone now we are both adults, you remain disavowed