You relieve and bring pain
as bruises you leave
I can feel you hurt my skin
I tell no one because I doubt they’d believe
You make me sore and smile
How are you this mix?
you show me frustration
as I’m a broken mirror that needs a fix
You give me comfort and hurt
I don’t feel the harm as much if my eyes are shut
So I keep my eyes open
As I use this blade to cut
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is as deep as the pain that inspired it. Still it is an excellent poem, fearless.