They say, "Don't cut your wrists anymore"
You agree
They check your wrists after a few weeks,
they see no fresh cuts
They say, "I'm so proud of you"
and "You made me so happy"
You don't talk, just smile
But they didn't check anywhere else
They didn't look into your eyes
They didn't see how broken you are that no words would help you at this point
and they never will
simply because you smile
and cut where they can't see
