Cuts aren't ugly
They show your battle
No matter how many battle scars you have
Never forget why your fighting
You may feel alone but even the happiest
Have secrets that can't be hidden
I will admit it
I had a few cuts
I felt safe with them
But then reality hit and hard
Will my family still love me
Will my friends still talk to me
Will I be judged
I don't know but I don't want to get over whelmed
Let my cuts be part if the past
YOU ARE READING
I'm hurting
PoetryThese are poems from deep inside my mind. I don't want any judgement about these ok. This is just my release from stress, sadness, and loneliness
