If we saw marks where we were hurting
the words "im fine" would no longer apply.
You'd see the ache of a heart break with
purples, blacks and blues rippling all over chests
and you'd see the reddest of eyes
on people who have cried one too many times.
You'd see finger tips crippling away at the longing
to hold someone
and a collection of colors across backs from times
you felt attacked.
And then there'd be banged up heads from damaging thoughts,
revealing a distorted look to each person.
If all types of pain were showed physically,
there would be a new type of beauty and strength in everyone.
And maybe you'd realize you aren't alone.
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