Scars
That's what's hiding under
The sleeves, lines that will
never leave
White marks that will
Never fade
What people don't understand
Is that it's not just for pain
It's like all the pain inside is
Released when the skin is
Broken by a blade, like all
The problem flow out with
The blood, them the numbing
Goes away, another cut is made
The deeper it is the longer it's
Numb
Each cut gets deeper and deeper
And the longer and longer it takes
To heal.
Don't call a person stupid
For cutting, you don't know
How there feeling on the inside
YOU ARE READING
Last Breath
PoesieThese are just some poems I've made over the past 3-4 years, I'm still working on more