Poems

Pain.

Broken bones don't compare
To the pain of a broken heart.

I think that's why I have always preferred shattered bones
To a shattered soul.

Because with time,
Broken bones heal,
but you never really know when your broken heart will get better.

If ever.

You are never taught in school how to deal
With this sort of thing.

You're never taught how to maintain certain
Relationships with family or even
With friends.
They didn't have any sort of courses on
How to Survive Life 101.

In school,
We were never told that
Our mental health was more important than our grades,
Because apparently, they're not.

All that matters is that you get
Straight A's and into a good college so that
You could do something with your life.

Nobody cares about the last time you
Slept more than two hours at a time,
Or how much you cried the day before,
Or if you even ate dinner.

All that matters to the
Education system is that
You study for your exams, pass, and
Repeat it every day.

And that's another thing;
Pain.

It's something that as children,
We all experienced in about the same way.

Bruises and cuts from falling off swings or from playing
Outside until dark.

But older now,
We all bruise and scar differently.
Some are more messed up than others,
And that doesn't mean you're wrong.
Or a failure.
Or even something lower than the rest of us.

Because you're not.

It just means that the people you grew up with
Would never know how much you were broken.

But that's how life is.

And that's the thing about internal pain.

When you're crying on
The bathroom floor,
Shaking and sobbing,
Unable to stop because you are physically unable to move.
No amount of pain pills
Or morphine
Could stop that pain.

It's not the kind of pain that
Others are capable of healing.

You can't just run up to your mother
Crying like you did as a child
And have her bandage it to make it go away.
She can't kiss it better.

No.

We're older now,
And no matter how much it hurts,
We have to take care of ourselves.
We have to pick ourselves up and wrap
Our own bandages
And heal.

Because we can't save each other,
We can only love each other.
But
Even then,
Love doesn't heal all of our
Pain.