Poems for Everything (Part#1)

A Few Poems Written by my Friend Skylar Wilsion

Scars

Up and down,

line your body like a set of railroad tracks.

Stuck in darkness,

a bleak abyss of night,

deeper and deeper.

No wrong or Right.

Full of depression and despair.

All alone,

no body there.

The pain seeps

out ont the ivory plain

reminding us

we control the total outcome.

Living life with no color

complete blackness

and no emotion just numb.

Scared to let anyone in,

confused and scared.

Thinking if you bled out

and disappeared,

if anyone would have cared.

Wanting to get out in the light

and goso far.

But sit in the dreary space

and count scar

after scar.

It's in your heart.

It's who you are.

Hate

"I hate how you smile,

the way you laught,

I hate you for the way

you hide your emotions from people.

The way you cry,

I hate when you say your fine

and your not.

I hate your lies.

The way you hide your fear,

I hate you,

when you fake your opinions.

I hate how you care.

I hate how you care.

I hate that you cheat,

lie,

beg,

steal.

I hate everything about you.

Your pathetic.

You'll never heal

your unknown wounds.

I hate how judgemental

you are.

I hate that you

can't let people close.

I hate the real you.

I hate you,

you'll ever be accepted.

Your not welcome."

Then I step away from the mirror,