Hidden screams.
Water caressing my scarred skin,
The tightest hug I've had as of now.
Fighting with myself once again,
To not let this hug consume me.
It calls to my soul with understanding,
"Your fragile essence is the key,"
It starts off sweetly, holding tighter.
"It ruins everything that touches you."
It ensnares me turning my face whiter.
Words both soothing and terrifying,
They pull me slowly into its clasp.
Tears stream down, I never stop crying.
Taking a moment to shake off the calm,
I sit back up, stare at the blank wall.
No more kind words to use a balm.
I pick myself up all alone once more,
Put on a smile that's a little too big,
And without a thought head for the door.
Hidden pleas.
YOU ARE READING
Specks in my eye
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry from over the years. I have used it to cope with many things throughout my life. I like being able to put words to how I feel. Please be aware this will touch on sensitive topics seeing as it is a coping mechanism f...
