Marks

Why are you there?

With genes, I could unfold

From my mother to hers

The memories of these pains

Of burdens that hurt

Of curiosity,

That made them feel sane

And marked us with something

we would never forget

Why do you remind me?

The torment I feel is like no other

Like your mocking me

Waiting for me to drown

And no I am not perfect but I know what I deserve

Is there a way I can accept you?

No, I am not perfect

But is there a way?

Can you exist on me

And not make me feel excluded

Maybe my mind is deluded

And my hands included

But I can’t help but feel attached

To something that makes me feel

Secluded

I accept you

and I will get better

I'll wear my arms like a sweater

that warms me in cold weather

I'll create a me with love and forgiveness

That you will never see

Because I am sane

and I forgive me