scars

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shopping list out

I'm ready to go

ventureing out

away from my home

scary eyed people

all around 

will i ever lift my head from the ground?

eyes that stare

eyes that see

the bruises that are covering me

i hide my face

cover my arms

take the time

put make-up on

hide my wrists

cover the scars

i hope no one sees my heart

the one on my sleeve

the tears that come

the ones that fall

i use make-up to cover them all

i bury my face

in my sleeve

hoping that no one can see 

who i am

what Ive become

everything that came undone

i try to hide

hide for fear

hoping that i get away

from

here

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