Scars start fade back to the pale skin that they were once.
But as they fade back to snow white skin, the ever lasting urge to bring them back and make them bleed the beautiful red colour I have come to love grows day by day.
The words no love are scared into my pale flash.
How I wish I could reopen those two words and make them red again.
The doubts circle around my head, how I wish I could hurt to silence them.
But then I think of him.
He who says he loves me and won't ever hurt me who will stay with me as long as I want him to.
But there are these little voices in my head telling me that he doesn't love me, that no one could love someone as messed up as me.
They say he will leave like everyone else does because at some point everyone leaves.
If I had the will I would push him away to keep him safe from the monsters inside my head..
But he says he's happy with me and that's all I want for him to be happy.
I don't push him away but let him stay.
Because I love him.
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My poems
PoetryThese are all poems that come from my heart and soul.... please be careful these might be trigging to some people... Just remember you are not alone no matter how hard things get you really aren't.
