Daughter of Darkness


I’m a daughter of the darkness
And it would swallow me whole if it heard this
If it heard the soft tears in the night
That I have hidden so gracefully from the light
This smile somehow hides the lies
Between my teeth, in plain sight
But everyone admires my strength instead of calling me weak
And it’s true that maybe that’s just what they see
But these scars on my arm tell me otherwise
Every time I see them I can’t help but despise
The person wearing them around
Out in the open are the memories of the sound
Of the silence that surrounded me
When I cut into my body
When I took away the perfection of the skin
That everyone around me seemed to be so wrapped up in
Though few and small they are just enough
To remind me that I wasn’t ever really as tough
As everyone said, when I gave into sharp objects
When I gave in to the pain, when I became the subject
Of its infliction on the canvas that was so full of life
That I slowly dismantled with razors, scissors, and a knife
I feel so empty now, I’m always fighting the dark
The darkness inside me won, it left its mark
And I’m losing my control
I’m afraid of what the darkness stole
What it has that I can never get back
The color in my eyes that it has faded to black

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