Self Harm Part 2

My tears are dry, my words are silent

Let me lay low in my confinement

Does this red not scream and yelp?

I can’t speak the words “I need help”

This canvas has meaning you can’t see

The broken spirit deep in me

So many secrets I long for you to know

Love is a gauze that stems the flow

Just because I cut away my skin

Doesn’t mean I’m stretching thin

Soldiers don’t talk about their fears

They use their uniform to hide their tears

Inside I’m healing, I won’t give up hoping

This is just my quiet way of coping.

Please don’t ask me questions and to explain

There isn’t enough time to describe my pain

Slowly I will let you break down my walls

Just hold my hand, that is all.

Amy Belle



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