Cuts And Scars Poem by Josiah Decker

Cuts And Scars



Cut at my legs
Burn my arms
So sick of trying to escape
Smoked anything to ease my frozen heart
Did things my mom wouldn't approve
So I was self destructing
Hating God, needed someone to blame
So pour me a drink, let me tell you something
Never mind it ain't safe in my head
So feed me your positive thoughts
And I'll show you my real face
Disgust and self loathing
Hate for everyone smiling
So cut out my heart and let me go

Sunday, June 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: reflection
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