Symbols of Writing and Pain
By:Cakecat001/Cakey

No longer is the symbolism
Of a pen writing in blood
Relatable to the children
But what can we find
That illicits the same?

Is it fingers prints on a phonescreen?
Bloody.
Glass cracked.
Caked in dust and dirt?

Or is it a laptop screen?
Fritzing from salty water.
Bloody.
Always bloody.

Writing takes a piece of you soul
And wrings it out to dry
As you sqeeze your very being Out
For others to see.

Does the symbolism really matter?
When the feeling is the same?
Wringing out my mind
And showing off my soul:

It's cracked
With bandaids far too old
Keeping it together
But fraying from their age;

Its bloodied
From far too many wounds
That nothing seems to help
From all the mental barrages;

It is flawed.
I am flawed.
And it hurts to see.
The symbolism means nothing,
Because the symbolism is me.