Shawna V. Cook

Hurt - Poem by Shawna V. Cook

I have to face another day I'm not sure I can do it,
I have to hide it all the time, why does God put me
through it? I'm putting on my makeup, but not the kind
you think, mines a fake smile and attitude so no body
can see. My hurt is so deep, I just don't know why, I
can't shake these feelings, why can't I just breakdown
and cry? Instead I hold it in, It's building up inside,
I have to release it somehow, so I cut it with a knife.
The pain is a little less, I know it's not a cure, if
nobody sees the marks I made, I'll feel better that's
for sure. At first it was just a nick, so I tried it
one more time. The screams inside are fading, from my
secret little crime. It takes the place of tears. I know it's
not right for me, you think I might be crazy, for all
the scaring left to see. To me it's just a reminder, of
all the tears to be shed, a tally of the hurt I
have, I'd rather cut out instead.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 10, 2009

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