Injuries come in many different ways
But I like to separate them into two groups:
Small injuries and big injuries
With small injuries,
I cry
I can get stung by a wasp
I can get a papercut
I can flip a nail
And I’d still feel more pain than when something’s serious
I got half my pinkie’s nail chewn up,
bleeding for some time
I vasovagaled several times,
the lack of blood not painful
I’m even developing a scar,
because I accidentally hit my shin against a metal bench too hard
You should’ve seen it
It turned blue and purple right away,
right around the pitted dent in my skin
I hope the scar it leaves is better than my ex-dad’s!
I know these things should hurt,
but they don’t
and I know I shouldn’t be happy about it,
especially with more injuries or problems to come
So, I’ll try to take big injuries seriously,
and the small injuries mindfully
I really enjoyed your poem. It separates small injuries(physical) from big injuries(mental/emotional). I would think that this poem will help many people support others when they are in trouble/bullied.
ReplyDeleteI really liked your poem. I liked the wording of the poem and how you described the big and small injuries.
ReplyDeleteThis was sad but many others are too and don't feel alone. Overall this was a good poem!
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