#41, Nails
Scratch, scratch, scratch
I need to let it out
Scratch scratch scratch
I don't know what it's about
But it's not a knife
That glides against my skin
It's not a blade
That will contribute to my sin
No blood is shed
But it all becomes red
The nails glide my skin
My fingers scratch and scrap
It's worse than the blade
Cause the stinging will stay
The stinging lasts a long time
And makes me scratch it more
I don't have to hide it
Cause it vanishes long before
You see it on my skin
No matter if you kin
It stings and causes pain
Reminds me that I'm real
Let's out my emotions
I don't know how to feel
My hate, anger, fear
Are not shown through words
These emotions all come out
Not like a bird
The pain that I feel
Is how I let it out
I don't know how to tell you
I don't know how to shout
"Help me, please just help"
Do what you can do
"Guide me down the right path"
"Take this pain away too."
Sorry I haven't been updating this lately, I haven't really had inspiration for any poem writing lately, and then stuff happened and I came up with this.
Well hope to be updating more often cause I'm on holidays 😋
~suni out~ 😋🌞
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