#bandages
"Brave”, “strong”, “decisive”.
You use these words to describe me,
in an attempt to console me.
Unaware that they are nothing more
than bandages covering my flaws to me.
Straps of fabric surrounding my scars,
hoping that if I can’t see them,
I’ll be able to forget them.
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 10:32 AM UTC
i take deep breaths and pick at my skin
to remind the demons that they wont win
i rather keep quiet and cry
than lie about not wanting to die
i pick at my skin rather than shout
as the evil red comes out
can someone find me and give me bandages?
Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 2:15 PM UTC
he peeled off the bandages on his heart,
and for the first time, I saw the cuts.
some shallow, some deep.
he told me the story of each cut,
running his hands over the wounds,
wincing at the sharp pain.
my eyes filled with tears -
seeing the person I love in pain
made my own heart ache.
yet I remained quiet, listened,
gave him space to share his story,
and let him know that I understood.
he trusts me, and I refuse to cut his heart.
I love him, and I'll never put him through that.
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 1:43 AM UTC
boys are not to be mistaken for bandages
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 11:49 PM UTC
i bought the brightest colors of bandages from the drug store,
i put them all over the the scrapes you left on my skin.
i wrote on top of them with a sharpie.
all the words you said, so everyone knows why i’m hurt.
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 12:40 AM UTC
There are red makes etched imto my flesh,
and I am finding it harder to breathe afresh
underneath the layers of painful bandages.
Still my ribs ache and sting when they push through my skin, but can't push through that final layer hiding me.
I can't comcentrate on the lessons,
the words are a blur and the faces are obscured by tears,
but I will not stop because the pain of facing my body is even worse.
Everyone is shouting in my ears,
pulling them and stretching them to ensure I really hear,
but it goes in that ear and out the other.
If this means broken ribs and sickness,
then so be it,
because still the pain will be worth it.
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 3:40 AM UTC
-Cat Shaped Bandages and Kisses-
Hello little darling,
How are you doing today?
Your hands seem to be trembling,
Your eyes hold what you can’t say.
Pretty little darling,
I’ll wait till you’re ready
Inside our blanket fort
With hot cocoa till you’re steady.
So tell me all your woes,
Your wishes and your dreams.
We can stay here forever
And stitch our love into these seams.
Sweet little darling,
Let’s light candles to make it bright,
You can be the sleeping princess,
I can be your loyal knight.
So when you feel it is okay
I can help you stay awake,
We’ll face dragons together,
Earn gold and run back to this place.
So my love, my little darling,
Let me heal your cuts tonight,
I have special cat shaped bandages
And kisses for every other slight.
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
You can’t put bandages
on my scars
and expect it to
heal the hurt
Where were you
when I was
bleeding?
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 8:42 AM UTC
Head pulsing; eight o'clock,
hair pulling has to stop,
burning purple, dull eyes,
barely breathing, sleep deprived,
drowning bodies cannot rest,
bandaged up,
what a mess;
pressure building and collapsing,
draining, lazy, and containing-
nothing.
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
*bandages
dont do
much
for a
wound
aside from
hiding
them*
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 12:06 AM UTC
A smile on this face, but beyond this mask is nothing fake,
a frown with tears flowing down,
a heart break here and there, patches and bandages everywhere
but little do you know everyone has this
a mask of social lies, and a lot of cries
so next time in the mirror
you shouldn't try with no one near
take this off and let yourself go
from the prisons of deep chambers
in the darkest times of all
stuck in a moment in the past, all pieces go together
to form your true cracks
put them together and discover yourself
make this grow and grow and slowly heal your self below
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 12:18 AM UTC