It's tough not to fall apart,
After hearing news that's devastating.
It's difficult to keep a happy face,
Knowing the worst can happen.I tried not to take it to heart,
But all I got was stabbed.
Keeping the pain off my face,
To show everyone everything's okay.My thoughts quickly turned into pep-talks,
Trying to make myself believe.
That hope can still possibly exist,
But that is slowly dwindling every day.But for now I breathe,
Keeping my projection forward,
As to not break around anyone,
Because it's better for all.
YOU ARE READING
Cut. Stitch. Heal. Repeat.
PoetryTrigger Warning ⚠️ Mature Themes Self-Harm Depression Chronic Pain Anxiety Death Suicide