#implicitmentionsofselfharm
You hide the scars beneath your sleeves,
with a smile drawn between your lips,
“There is no pain here.”
“I am happy.”
How many lies have you uttered through close teeth?
There’s a mask that you wear,
a shield that you bear,
and when you walk you are unafraid
for fear has died with everything else,
“What’s a feeling?”
“There is nothing.”
The blood reminds you that you’re still alive,
thankfully.
The pain reminds you that you’re just alive,
unfortunately.
And the only reason you’re still breathing
is you can’t bear to have that person crying.
Stay alive.
Stay alive.
Do your own words mean anything
to your already beaten mind?
“Remember you are loved,” you always say,
Are you aware that you are, as well?
All the scars,
All this pain,
All the bruises,
And all your tears,
Would you let me hold your hand through it?
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 10:26 PM UTC