If you looked at my heart
You would see that it’s still beating
Which means I’m still fighting
Constantly on the battlefield
Wielding words instead of a gun


Makeup and wide smiles

Can’t hide the scars on my heart
I can never get rid of them
No matter how much
I try to conceal them

If you dare to look inside
You will find deep jagged scars
Scars that don’t heal easily

Sometimes it’s hard to act happy
I just want to cry, burst into tears
Scream into the cold air
Finally let my feelings out
Release what’s been holding me back
The chains of this little town
Where word travels fast

Most days I can muster a smile
Or squeeze out a laugh
Put on the mask that disguises my pain
Sometimes it’s not that easy

People judge you for what your family has become
Like it’s your fault for other’s decisions
I want to get away from it all, move on

It’s hard to let people inside
Open that door just for it
To be slammed in my face
Never being able to trust again

My heart is bruised and scarred
It’s been beaten by words and actions
Been called vile names
Harshness a regular mood in that horrid house
It’s been put through the shredder
But it’s still beating isn’t it?

My heart’s a fighter, just like me
I might forgive one day
But I will never forget
The layers of skin he peeled off
With every word he directed towards me
He left me exposed, nothing left to give

I’ve tried to cover my pain

But it’s always in the pit of my heart
Dying to be set free, but I keep it caged

I wouldn’t change a thing though
Because his words cut me down
I bet he wasn’t expecting
That I would fight back
And build up my strength
To construct a stronger person
Who was victorious in the end
A writer who has plenty of experiences
Thanks to him making the absolute
Greatest mistake of his life