It's not that bad, they'd say
It's not like you felt pain
Not real pain,
it's more like the pain that stung not only your skin but it struck your heart andyour lungs with a constant rhythm
as you gasp longingly for air along, making sure not to lose that rhythm otherwise things might get worse
until it's crawling through your brain causing a rupture in thought and feeling with every touch
No, it's not pain, not real pain
They believe that you have to have proof of the incision that they cut into you
It has to leave a scar
oh but it did leave a scar, but its not on my hand or like that scrape on my knee that you gave me last summer when you though it would be funny to shove me to the ground
this scar is left on my past action and current emotions
and what if you were told what you feel lives in everyone like a virus
yet you get punished with the sickness for being the only one who acknowledges its existence
and it's made itself comfortable in your skin and now calls it home, with no way to get rid of him 'cause he's locked all the windows and bolted all the doors
he's here to stay
and it makes you furious that no one knows how to evict a demon, yet seas are rising within your eyes 'cause you can't find someone to extract this monster
from your stomach
your heart
your lungs, as you gasp for thin air
but then again you choose to let no one in, 'cause your locked within the monster's house
all of your moves are acquiescent and monitored by your demons
you let no one help cause they have made you believe that you aren't in pain, while you are feeling the burn from the fires
that there is nothing wrong , while you're curled in a ball on your satin carpeted floor
so you must recover, from this hurt that has no pain
alone
after those stitches were placed along the incisions made, but they aren't really there, no one else sees the staples
they can't see them
you try to believe that they aren't really there, but your emotions take over
and it's hard, to be alone
but you can't let them know, they'll never believe you anyways
they never believed you were in pain, not real pain
yet you still feel the sting as they say
it's not that bad
I mean you have nothing to recover from
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