Self Care
"I'm shaking," my hands whisper,
"Why do you wear these rings?"
I look down at them and shove them in my hoodie pockets.
I can still hear them, muffled through the fabric.
"Why do you wear these rings? They look nice--sure, but they don't feel nice when doing art."
"Because..." I say, "When someone thinks about holding my hand, why do they refrain?"
Silence for a beat.
"Because the rings would hurt them." they respond quietly.
"Exactly." I say.
"So, you want to hurt them?" they ask cautiously.
"No..." I say sadly, "I don't want them to hurt me."
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Blind Poets
PoesíaPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
