poetry - vent, TW

i love drawing

i draw after a bad day

my thighs are the best canvas for the blade to slide across my skin

a little red paint is shown but not that much

i hide it from everyone to not worry them, i'm not worth their time spent...

keep smiling

be happy

it'll be okay

you'll get through it

that's all that rings in my mind

be nice

don't cry

don't cry

don't cry

DON-

they're staring at me...

at my old art on my arms

and when i get home...

i'll be drawing again :)

                                                    -onyx