plain sight
As I looked down, i saw the cut. The cut that was sworn never to return. The look of amazment was unoticed my all, but everyone felt the difference in the room. I knew they could. It was as if the room got cooler with my mood. I was in total shock and aww of how the cut was there.
After all the writings and after all the talks, there it was, in plain sight, and no one brought it into coversation. No one. Not even me, the one that took most offince to it. I just let it go. Just let it slide.
Just like my mood was sliding. I became easily agitated and angry. I was slipping and no one noticed. Humm, i wonder.........
Did they notice the cut that was so plainely in sight? Did they just not want to spoil the night, the mood, the atmosphere that was dead because of me.
I'm not sure. I am sure, however, that I am the only one to bring it up, and the only one to speek the truth about it.


2 Comments:
Eryn, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I tried to find a long sleeve shirt, but it would have looked even more suspicious than letting it show and wearing a short sleeve shirt, as it is summer. The last thing I need right now is for mum to find out. And you're right, I did promise never to do that again. But that was after I did this. I wrote that poem the next day, when I got up. And I mean it. The poem isn't complete bullshit, I mean that. I hate doing this, it's not fun.I don't do it because I crave the pain.I don't. I do it because of all the pain that I feel, but can't see or control.It eats me up inside. I hate that. But I really did not mean to burden or hurt any of you with this.And if I did, I'm really sorry. I mean that. That's about all I can say. I love you, and I'll see you when I get back.
2:32 PM
let it heal
2:36 PM
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