Bleeding Scars
- Shikin Azmi
- Apr 14, 2019
- 1 min read
I have learned over time to embrace my solace
I have become pretty good with goodbyes
I, now know not to expect but to hope
I, long for a Hi but instead I choose Goodbye
I am alone not because it’s easier but because it’s safer
I choose security over tragedy
‘Coz I, can’t take another misery
I, had just enough of pain to last me a lifetime, honey…
And all the nights of loneliness had taught me what it feels like to just…be…
These wounds, these scars…
They’re not yours they’re mine
It’s healed now, bandages opened
But just the sight of them send me chills
Like the gut wrenching feels in my stomach and I, I fall on my knees
So, say… Would you help me look away?
Maybe, maybe then we’ll find a way…
I’m sorry, sorry…
Hey I didn’t tell you
I built my walls high enough
The bricks are harsh, rough
To not let anyone in
I got my soul locked in
I gave in, I said…don’t, don’t come in
I had bricks thrown at me
So I used them to create a fort
Another breakdown I just can’t afford
To her, vulnerability is….insanity
One she would not fancy
This has sadly, become her identity
Like gravity, it consumes her profoundly…
So when you come in finally
She asked, do you want to leave?
‘Coz she’s about done with grief
She was ready for the end even before it began
Perhaps she just doesn’t know how to begin, again…
‘Coz, ‘coz a silent voice in her says…
Forget safety, take it easy…
So baby, find me… Now I am free
I’m sorry baby… But let’s, let’s try…
Maybe, just maybe…we’ll fly…high….
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