
The pain only lasted for a moment or two.
I put myself together with stiches dipped in glue.
My palms grew selfish, my skin grew slicker,
I covered the scars in bright blue stickers.
And some wanted to soothe my brittle bones –
But I do not deal in misery, I suppose.
So, I burned all the gifts they graciously brought me,
Perished the lies they branded “true stories”.
The ache lived through me, it laid roots like a tree,
You wanted to drown my sorrows in the sea.
Yet, the beacon guided you away from the bay.
But do not worry,
The pain only lasted for a day.
-JW