I see your scars

 

I see your scars.

The way you keep

your sleeves rolled down,

coving your arms.

I see the smile

that doesn't sit true.

It's in the lips,

but doesn't shine through

the eyes

you use to view

this world,

so paralysed.

 

I see the slouched look

of defeat,

as you stare

at your feet,

moving between

the cracks

on the paved street.

I see the way

you keep people at bay.

Turn them away,

keeping to yourself,

thinking it's better that way.

 

I see how you shy away,

hide in your

mind palace every day.

Headphones on

to avoid the outside world.

I've seen you smile

a true smile when the tune hits.

I've seen the way

you avoid eating,

even when your stomach

is aching deep in its pits.

The way you stumble to speak,

then retreat back

to staring at your feet,

when you find the words

too difficult to reach.

 

I see how you grip

your phone,

always ready to focus

on the screen.

If you don't see them,

you can't be seen.

I've seen the way you

notice high places,

or how.when there is

lots of traffic,

the briefest of dark thoughts

flashes

like a blinking light

across your eyes.

You could end it here

but you know that

would be a waste of a life.

 

I've seen all of these things,

because I've seen myself

in all of them,

In the mirror when I glance,

I've seen the scars

play out their dance

across my bare arms.

I've seen myself

clinging on to hope,

to avoid the hanging rope.

I've dug in

to not give in to the pain,

even in the heaviest rains.

There is always

a chance of a brighter day.

 

 

 

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