#ijustreallyneedsomevalidationkay
You paint flowering tattoos
over your regretted scars
As you appeal to repent
And you reject your last muse
I know you can hear it
Screaming not to go away
But there is another pull
That makes you a hypocrite
You drag your useless body
Toward a faux sun that doesn’t burn
Leading you into a trap
That no one would see clearly
Perhaps your blood won’t flow
But there is a brokenness there
Which acts as a barrier
To seal your soul far below
The marks on your body flare
Into a focused beacon
Drawing the wrong attention
And show your lively despair
Delicacies on your skin
Brought to you by the unknown
When you thought your strength was lost
so; take hold of power within
Yet still you cast them away
the safety of the shadows
Can’t begin to help you now
The muse is not bound to obey
So lift yourself together
As one can’t hope to exist
Separate from mind or body
And use your scars as your tether
Under a genuine star
You will find solace within
As your soul begins to blend
you will find out who you are
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 4:47 PM UTC