I was in apt
These cuts were going too deep
Slowly pouring out of the sleeves
I knew they were going to kill
But my mind was in too deep
I knew I was fighting a dream
I finally saw the reality,
when my cuts got too far,
and my sleeves couldn’t hide the scars.
They were getting too far,
For me to say they were bruises so far.
I saw a therapist yesterday
He told me to see the world
Through a different lens
Not mine but an imaginary one
See the rainbows and flowers
The unicorns and the fireworks
Slowly the cuts became less
The flowers became more
The darkness edged away
And rainbow became home
I knew it was only possible
Because I saw the world
Not as it was, but as it should be.