⚠️TW: Self harm, suicidal thoughts, SA⚠️
Survive, Survive, Survive
Those are the words I whisper
When I look at myself in the mirror
When I look at the scars that litter my body
Survive, Survive, Survive
Stop, Stop, Stop
Those are the words I screamed
As his demonic hands were all over me
Scorching my body with his abusive fingers
Stop, Stop, Stop
Lock, Lock, Lock
Those are the thoughts I have
Every time I enter my bathroom
So nobody walked in as I washed the blood off
Lock, Lock, Lock
Smile, Smile, Smile
Those are the actions I forced
So nobody would question my hooded eyes
So nobody would look for my tattered thighs
Smile, Smile Smile
Survive, Survive, Survive
Those are the words I whisper
When I look at myself in the mirror
When I look at the scars that litter my body
Survive, Survive, Survive.
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My Book of Poems #1 ✔️
Poetryessentially this is a book where I write down all my favourite original poems - the ones that made me feel something as I wrote them, the ones that made me smile, made me cry and made me scream into my pillow at night. My poems tell my story in ways...
