Scratches Beneath
You’d like to see my scars,
Hear the stories they hold,
But I’m not willing to share,
Leave me alone,
Don’t cling to me,
Don’t touch me with your smooth fingers,
Don’t look at me,
Don’t love me,
Let go,
It’s never going to happen,
My scars go beyond the surface,
I’m too broken,
You deserve better,
And yet I still see myself selfishly want,
You know I want you,
You’re trying to break my resolve,
I’m free falling through your feelings,
I’m so inexperienced,
You deserve better,
Much better,
I’m a waste of time,
To much work to put into,
To long the effort,
So I’m saving you the time,
Don’t look at me like that
You know this is the better way,
Don’t say that,
You know you deserve much better than me,
Don’t make me want you more,
Why are you doing this?
I’m only holding on so tenderly,
I don’t want you to see beneath my skin,
You can’t handle my scars,
Why even bother?
Go for the unbroken ones,
They deserve it,
Please don’t tell me you will never leave,
I can’t handle such a promise,
If you broke it,
I swear I would break with it,
You ask again to know my secrets,
And I’m beginning to grow afraid of myself,
Not knowing if I will be able to deny you,
Not knowing if I will be able to lie to you,
Once I show you the flesh beneath the skin,
Your going to be running as fast as you can,
And ill be the one to pick up the pieces,
As I fall into my hole,
I won’t be able to handle it,
You must promise,
And as you do,
I still can’t quite trust you,
You only want to know for your satisfaction,
To fulfill a craving since I began objecting,
But I warn you,
There won’t be any going back,
As I show you my various scars on my outer shell,
You’re shocked,
To know most of them,
Were caused by me,
As I open my barriers,
And unlock myself,
I show you my true self,
And your face is without expression,
Your eyes travel over my many secrets,
My embarrassments,
My ashamed memories,
My unclean worries,
They mark and brand my skin,
Twisting and binding it in their grasp,
Clawing beneath,
Trying to reach the surface,
As I try to read your expression,
I’m panicking under my scars,
Fear creeping into my bones,
Surging through my blood,
You’re expressionless,
And I’m still trying to read it,
Still trying to decipher it,
Still waiting,
Time has passed,
But your now gone,
And I’m still waiting,
Locked within your expression of nothingness.
Months go by,
Years flood through,
My nightmare has become reality,
And there’s no one left in the room.
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As one you bears the scars
As one you bears the scars myself, I feel where you're coming from. Expressive.
This is who i am, who I was meant to be.