this is a poem I wrote when I had to keep slapping an elastic band on my wrist to keep myself from doing other things.
I can dye my hair
Paint my nails
Cover the bruises
Cover the pain
But the slapping sound on my wrist every night
Breaks the silence that is my life
I can dye my hair
Paint my nails
Cover the bruises
Cover the pain
But the slapping sound on my wrist every night
Breaks the silence that is my life