• The bandages
    prove nothing.
    They only hide
    what i wish to conceal.
    What lies
    beneath the bandage
    is all of my emotions
    taken out on myself.
    I wish to tell no other,
    don't wish to burden
    another single person,
    but no one can help
    the way life just is.
    The pain is too real,
    too much to take in,
    so it all rushes
    in one surge
    of pure, pure agony.
    The blood spills
    as i start to realize,
    start to feel
    what i should've felt
    ever so long ago,
    before the agony.
    So as i sit,
    trying to remember,
    the words
    suddenly occur to me,
    as though they weren't mine at all,
    but coming from
    the one person
    i want so badly.
    You will be loved it says
    You shall never be alone--
    ever again.
    and as i slowly believe these words,
    the bandages fall off.
    They steadily shed,
    like a second skin
    until they bare my true self,
    and the feelings
    i have hid
    for ever so long.
    Never lost,
    never lonely,
    conecealed no longer,
    but bared to the world,
    in my one true being
    as peaceful as can be.