Who else hate bringing up the past
Sometimes we start to laugh divulge in but as we talk more of it we start hate some mistakes blame others then it becomes boring and traumatising.
Healing wound
The afternoon was so chilled
Getting something quick to eat
Very vigilant with sharp objects
I snapped out of my momentum
The sharp knife slit my hands
My thumb became numb
Blood was oozing out.
My friends where flinching
They where shaking
Ask why I am telling you these
Such is life, those who care for you
Always feel your miserable pain when you are not.
Their sincerity made me feel better
I didn't cry, they shed tears for me
The wound is healing
I am feeling the pain each day
Now they can't see within me
Because it is not physical
Unless I open up to them
Why am I telling you this
Such is life, sometimes you need to open up to people for them to know what you going through not just for sympathy
But so they can know how to treat you at the moment, not steering air so badly..
IRENEBOADITHEPOET
