Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
hoodies and sweaters, hoodies and sweaters
even in the summer, nobody questions it
a couple of times she's been caught bare armed
a couple of people have seen her scars
her secret is safe but when will it end?
when will she be able to wear short sleeves and swim?
she knows she cant keep living her life like this
but shes addicted to the beautiful pain razors give
she loves the blood, she loves the scars
she loves the pain that comes from tearing her skin apart
she loves the fresh pink scars that are new
she loves the old faded brown ones too
most people would never understand
if the knew they would think she's an alien
this is one of my most favorite poems that i've ever wrote even tho it is very negative
Kinara
Written by
Kinara  bronx
(bronx)   
2.5k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems