Show My ScarA Poem by FloSomething I thought of while being in depression after a whileThe sharp line I see against my skin, the beads of blood thats once before I always had and always wore A little cut here, then a deep cut there Thoughts of suicide everywhere I kept my eyes shot and shook my head I do not want to end up dead Instead I smile and wear short t-shirts throw that skinny jeans and put on some shorts Ignore my depression and show my scar and be as bright as a shining star I don't care of what people thought these scars are of what self harm I brought letting them speak instead of my tongue Because I knew my mouth would have normal lies it always sung these scars are the pain I refused to have healed as if they were a depression sheild people frown and look down on me but when they look at my face there a smile they could see letting my scar tell everybody "It was my choice, my mistake, it was my old me"
© 2009 FloAuthor's Note
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Added on August 6, 2009AuthorFlocity of randomness and insanity :3Abouto-o I dunno, born in a hospital, living in a home and studying in a school......o-o randomness fills me Sadness grieves me happiness completes me Love confuses and plays with me life pranks me.. more..Writing
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