Poems

Poem 1

It's hard you know,

I just feel so low.

I just want to go away.

You don't notice because I don't put it on display.

I do this to distract myself from the pain.

One arm looking plain,

The other covered in lines,

I try not to show the signs.

The things you say,

They are the reasons I feel this pain.

I have started to do it more,

But what for?

Because the words you say are like thorns,

They make me feel torn.

That's why I have battle scars,

Because one day it could leave me flying in the stars.