Undercurrents

Trigger Warning; Self Harm

You eyes so blue fixated on mine, strawberry blond hair tumbling down your spine. Your smile beamed at me soft and kind but had no idea what you held in your mind.

You pulled up your sleeves to show me your hesitation marks. Suddenly I see you enveloped in dark. How could a soul so young and free as yours, want to drag a knife across your arms and scar.

Was this something you had shown your boyfriend, or was this a special show for me to mend. I cast my eyes down and pretend not see, I’m not wise enough to know what you want from me.

Years later I wonder what happened to you, did you get so brave that you carried it through. Maybe despite the consequences I should of said, nothing but ‘I love you’.

D March 2017