i hope you know
that the reason
i carry band-aids are not for
if you get hurt,
it's for
when you get hurt.
because you
will
get hurt.
because people
like to hurl
knives
into your backs;
because people
like to
collide their fists
into your face;
because people
like to
blame you
for the rope
around their
necks.
no matter how many
band-aids i bring,
it's not enough.
you don't cry.
but you bleed and bleed.
YOU ARE READING
Tears For You
Poetry❝ i wished i had said that it was okay to cry, but instead i cried tears for you. ❞
