I was a different person then
I would do anything to stave off
A fight
Cry and scream
Slamming doors
Hide in my silence
And then there was my body
The better weapon
It ended many fights externally
But ravaged my spirit internally
I used everything I had
Painted on a mask
Until I became unrecognizable
Even to myself
Until I could no longer stand
To look at myself
Until I started to
No longer matter
My body was my
Weapon
My last defense
Against nonsense
and even that
no longer made sense.
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