The permanent black lines
Etched into my skinEach loop and curve
Crafting the perfect designMy wrist burning
The needle drawing bloodWithin minutes,
It's done.My butterfly tattoo
A protector of my skinA reminder that I am sick
The savior from the steel"What's it symbolize?"
Change, transformation, positivityMy mouth tastes like lead,
Spitting out the poisonous liesThey can never know the truth
It's not like they would careJust a permanent reminder.
YOU ARE READING
Cut. Stitch. Heal. Repeat.
PoetryTrigger Warning ⚠️ Mature Themes Self-Harm Depression Chronic Pain Anxiety Death Suicide