A Mark, Not a ScarA Poem by Cassidy14The white lashes on my skin They tell a sad tale The blue bruises Join the rhythm The red bumps call out my name The itchy scabs do the same The patches of rough skin groan My insides moan Only my heart will live on Thumping out blood to keep me going But my mind will fade eventually Filled with despair and agony These are my flaws All my imperfections Some say they go unnoticed They must not know people I can hide behind the curtain Run away from life For nobody would understand How I'm feeling inside On the outside I'm a freak A home to insults and such On the inside I could be so much more But all the hate is too much So I'll stay hidden From the dark clouds outside And continue to pray that tomorrow will be better That my tears will be dried And only time will tell If these minor infractions will heal If my body will be enough But it won't be real Can't people see It's a mark, not a scar But their eyes block out all joy Revealing who they are My "marks" make me up They define my curves and features Without them I'd be boring Without them I'd blend in It's time to let my inner light shine Leave all hate behind Be the me that my marks show And see the light to grow © 2018 Cassidy14Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 10, 2018 Last Updated on April 10, 2018 AuthorCassidy14About"Work for a cause, not applause. Live life to express, not impress. Stars can't shine without darkness." :):) I enjoy all types of poetry and writing longform books. I will review your writing if y.. more..Writing
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