Each scar stares at me,
each scar, a memory of a failure or misfortune.
Each day so variable,
each day, a reminder to my mother's failed abortion.
Each word unheard,
each word, a failed attempt at reaching out.
Each minute so lonely,
each minute, a torturous new thought to mull about.
Every scar unchanging,
each scar a beautiful imperfection from my history.
Every day the same,
each new day revealing it's untold mystery.
Every word significant,
each word, a thought so precious to my heart.
Every minute a chance,
each minute a reason to move on and find a new start.
Each scar stares at me,
each scar, a memory of a failure or misfortune.
Each day so variable,
each day, a reminder to my mother's failed abortion.
Each word unheard,
each word, a failed attempt at reaching out.
Each minute so lonely,
each minute, a torturous new thought to mull about.
Every scar unchanging,
each scar a beautiful imperfection from my history.
Every day the same,
each new day revealing it's untold mystery.
Every word significant,
each word, a thought so precious to my heart.
Every minute a chance,
each minute a reason to move on and find a new start.
My thighs won't stop burning.
My hands are still shaking.
Is a failed suicide attempt
still a failed suicide attempt
if no one knows that you tried?
Is it just a psychotic break?
How should I know?
I'm the one who's crazy
or trying to kill herself.
Nothing I say matters
because I'm effing insane, right?
Everything hurts.
There was blood everywhere,
I'm scared I'll do it again.
I almost did this morning.
The Butterflies can't save me now.
I need to find a reason to live.
Something that really matters.
Or people need to stop
caring about me, so I can move on
without feeling so damn guilty for it.
is it so selfish to want
Look there, do you see her?
She slinks in the corner with her
Black tears
Hide me, she whispers
Look here, do you see me?
I'll hide away from the world
My reflection my only friend.
I'll watch her hide in the corner
I'll watch her fade into nothing
While those tears are still going
Still dripping on the floor
Look, can you still see her?
She behind that mask
That white, smily mask
People don't believe her
My reflection my only friend.
These tears I'll cry as I continue to stare
In the mirror.