This is a short poem about emotional pain and heartbreak. This poem isn't about physical abuse, but if you interpret it that way, just know I don't mean to glorify or romanticize abuse.
he was cute when he cried
until he wasn't
he thrashed and roared
and told me i was nothing
my tears were not as beautiful as his were
my eyes puffed and my heart was deflated
my head pounded with the thought of being worthless to him
everything is fine
i shuffle slowly to the medicine cabinet
with no awareness of my body's actions
the ibuprofen floats down my throat and settles me into a numb state of mind
the pain is gone
but scars never leave
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My Book of Poetry
PuisiThis book contains some of the poems I've written. I'll add to it when I write more and I feel like sharing it. These poems can be for anytime and any emotion.
