Paper-thin | ArtsKeeper

As a mother, partner, sister, wife,

we are trained to let pain slide

So many times in our lifetimes,

we let words slide; we forget them,

tuck the hurt away, and move on,

because that is what we do

So many times, that is what I have done

But I have gotten to the point

where my skin is paper-thin,

and all the words you throw at me;

words laced with acid,

cut deep inside me

like razor sharp teeth

I can feel myself wasting away

It has become harder and harder

to let the hurt you so easily and selfishly

save just for me,to just let it slide away

I bleed just like you do, more so,

because all my cuts and perfectly preserved bruises are all from your words

that I could no longer let slide

You have cut me so much,

that I have become paper thin

* For a friend who is going through some very difficult trials. Many will read this and silently think, I know how that feels or I've been there. I want you to know you are not alone!