Show me the scars in your back
I want to count them
Tell me the story of each one
Show me the scars in your back
I want to count them
Maybe make them bleed again
Maybe draw a whole garden there
Maybe make them scream again
Maybe just look at them as they disappear one by one
Show me the scars in your back
I don't have a dagger
Look at my hands
"But what about the words", you said
I'd take them back if I ever can
But look at my hands
I don't have a dagger
I won't let them bleed again
"Are you sure?", you said
Yes I am
...but now you're bleeding again
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Into Poetry
PoetryJust some thoughts that keep me up all night or distracted from my daily life which is super annoying that's why I had to put them into words and that actually does help me get over them Published on: 25/03/2021 Finished on July 19th 2021
