Silver and Red

This is about self-harm. If that makes you uncomfortable or may trigger you, do not read.

Numb, yet she feels so much pain. 

She can only wish for it to go away. 

Broken, yet she forces a smile. 

The way she forces laughter, and forces herself to pretend she's alright. 

Then, when she's alone, 

she can finally let it out. 

No more hiding it, or concealing it, 

she gets it out. 

Tears stream down her face...all the pain she was holding in for that day, 

it's being released. 

But it's not enough, 

crying isn't enough,

not when something else crosses her mind.

All she wants is comfort and peace, 

and she has found it. 

Her arm is wet now with something red caused by something silver. 

It brings her joy, is that so wrong? 

That hurting herself makes her troubles seem gone? 

At least in that moment.

Silver and red. That's her red, white, and blue. 

It makes her feel free, it makes her feel good. 

Sick as it sounds, to those who aren't hurt, 

no one understands, that's why there's blood. 

Reviews

[wordman]

a sad situation but reality for a lot of people,great write you painted the picture well

[D.T.]

Thanks..(:

[wordman]

my pleasure

[closed]

i've read alot of similiar poems about mutilation
and i think this is one of the most well written

good use of detail
and the silver and red metaphor is really unique

really good poem


-Dream

[D.T.]

Thank you! That means so much to me...

[closed]

you're very welcome

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful use of description and thoughts
'Silver and red. That's her red, white, and blue.
It makes her feel free, it makes her feel good. "
The poem create a place and vision where silver and red could create some sort of peace. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[D.T.]

Thank you for the review!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.