I know you worry about me.
At least, that's what you say.
But I'm living life as it's meant to be,
And I don't want you to see me this way.
I'm afraid of my feelings.
I try to hold them inside.
Make you think my cuts are healing.
But they never do, and I can't lie.
I don't want you to worry,
But part of me just wants you to care.
For every cut, I really am sorry.
It's just.. you weren't there.
You weren't there to take the blade away.
And I can't just bother you with my problems.
It's not fair to force you to stay.
To force you to listen.
But I will always listen to you.
We've got a long, fucked up past.
Secrets no one really knew.
But for five months, memories were all I really had.
The girl you knew back then,
I just have to tell you, she's gone.
She's afraid to look in your eyes.
But only because she doesn't want you to move on....
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This is actually about my friend Jeremy. We've gotten really close and I've always wanted to write a poem about him, one that wasn't like the ones I've usually written about guys. He means alot to me, more than he'll ever know, And I'm honestly glad I have a friend like him in my life. <3
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My Scars Exposed #wattys2018
Poesía"We've all got our horrors and our demons to fight. But how can I win when I'm paralyzed?"-Bring Me The Horizon Poetry has been a big part of my life for a long time now. I express my feelings on these pages (screens?) because sometimes it's hard to...
