kiss my cuts ❥ poetry

sad child.

i'm hurt,
i've been in constant pain
for my whole life.

i matured too young
and i will forever blame my family
for why i have experienced
more than what i should've.
explain to me why
i was in only grade school,
barely even in the age of double digits
and i had to go through
multiple therapy sessions.

i'm so young yet
i feel like i've been through enough
that i've experienced all i needed to
and the thoughts crossed my head
that if i were to die
i'd be ok
because i think that
i have nothing else to live for.

teenagers my age
won't understand anything about me
if they took a peek in my mind,
they will be more than confused
my mentality will never match theirs

my bruises were never noticed
my wounds were never healed
my cuts were never kissed.

-tough love