i can’t explain
there just aren’t
words
for the way I’ve
been feeling
for the thoughts
I’ve been thinking
for the things
I’ve been saying
but I have to try
because in my
trying I can find what I’ve unknowingly been looking for
someone once said there are battles fought in our subconscious
those battles
leave scars
scars that reflect
on our senses
i know it’s true
because sometimes
I scratch without knowing why
and then i realize
because i bleed and feel
and then i realize
because i bleed and feel
and through the
pain
i learn to
recognize the original weakness
the resultant battle
- i begin to heal -
next time I’ll
be ready
and maybe just
maybe I’ll win the next one:)