scrapes + bruises
blisters + scars
despite how many
there seemed to be
you were my
first aid kit.
you had just what
I needed.
you were there
right when i
needed you.
there to help
heal the wounds
in any way you could.
my first aid kit.
sadly though,
that once easily
accessible kit,
became a box that
was tucked away.
all supplies seeming to
expire.
no longer able to help
those scrapes, bruises,
blisters + scars.
YOU ARE READING
in the mind of
Poetrylittle things i've jotted down here and there to suppress the overwhelming emotions that never seem to disappear
