I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Lets compare scars I'll tell you whose is worst.
***
I live life as a day to day thing.
Cuts on the wrist and tears
no one sees.
I hide the pain behind the mask i wear.
Waiting for the moment when someone
will care.
Ive long since given up on love and its passionless limbs.
Im done trying and caring; I have so many secrets im
filled to the brim
Ive bled so many times that the floor is red.
My heart is aching and my tounge is sore from the things
I never said
I pull down my sleeve tell my friends im okay.
Just another lie I have to tell to survive
the day
Tears fall endlessly and crash to the ground.
Im crying so silently my shoulders heave with
no sound
I take the blade, slit my wrist one last time
Hold back the tears and fake a smile because for once
im fine
***
I'll show you mine if you show me youre's first.
lets compare scars I'll tell you whose is worst.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem