The scars on the wrist
From words unsaid
Tears only fall when the pain is real
Letting it be known you are living
Called other names not the real one
As the walk down the hall
Starts to seem longer
Trying to get away
To survive
The only thing saving you
Is the pain felt form
The scars of a blade
Now run in search my child
For a thing to save you
From the scars
To loving arms
Stop pulling down those sleeves
To cover up the scars and cuts
Let someone love you
With all your scars
Let them help and heal your heart
YOU ARE READING
From Shadows into Light
PoetryPoetry that came from the darkness that is now being brought to light. Feel free to comment for I would love to have some feedback on what I have writen (good or bad). Also which poem was your favorite.
