Don't you dare tell me I'm beautiful
Until, you've seen the scars
That carve my body
And the blood
That pours out of my skin
Don't you dare tell me I'm lovely
Until I completely shut you out
Because I swore to myself
You're just like the rest
And you'll get sick of me
Don't you dare tell me I'm flawless
Until you've seen me break down in tears
I'll show you the darkness
That consumes me
And you'll run away
But if you've seen my
Scars
Bitterness
And darkness
Then perhaps I'll believe you
YOU ARE READING
When the heart betrays
PoetryDepression..........what more can I say? Not all poems are mine!
