My feelings are off the wall
as I confuse present for past...
"You're just a sad girl
pretending to be unbreakable,"...
Life is about finding your sun-
finding your happiness...
With every touch,
every hug...
People always tell you
"love your parents no matter what...
There's this girl
Everyone thinks she is happy...
I wanted you to know
that I noticed the faded scars...
My pain is not pretty,
and my suffering is not delicate...
I just want to feel something again.
So I'll cut my skin to feel the pain...
The thudding in my chest,
increasing...
In the chaos I found you,
surrounded by the battle still raging on...
Poetry can be anything you want,
anything in the world...