Everyday is another battle
When did torture become sacred?
As things fall apart
I'm left bare and naked
What does it take for their attention?
When will I be free?
Was it them all along?
Or the voices trapped within me?

You stand there and taunt me?
Judge me for who I am.
I'm not ready!
I'm scared.
Tell me where I stand.
Every day it gets harder
But some days are better than others
As my hands stain red
As my heart bruises again

Tell me why love is not for me.
Tell me why he wouldn't take my hand.
Tell me why those who love me I can't love.
Tell me does it get better at the end?

I keep falling then getting back up.
Then I fall again
But sometimes I just want to stay on the ground.

Stay there with my tears.
With my blackened heart.
And all my fears

Even though I know tomorrow will be a new day and I'll wipe my scars away and try again.

And again
And again

And again.

A/n:
Thank you so much for 14 thousand reads! That's crazy! Here's my next poem. Hope you guys like it! :)

-Miss Yanxiet :)