Ibuprofen

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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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