Sharp things all around
Don't go near them
They will hurt you
But still you grab them
You use them to cause pain
Pain to yourself
I understand
The sharp things were my friends
It helps you forget
Forget all the emotional pain
But it brings new pain
Pain that will cause scars
Scars that last forever
And always remind you
Of the things you have done
Still the sharp things are your friends
No one understands
Not your parents
Not your teachers
Not your friends
They say you are stupid
They tell you to stop
But they can't make you stop
They cause you to do it more
All I ask
Is for you to speak
Speak to me
I will listen
Speak to me
I will not get angry
I will not hurt you
I will not hurt you like the sharp things
YOU ARE READING
Life
PoetryThis is a book of poems I have written and I feel like many people can relate to them so I hope you like them.
