Written by: JustcallMe Britt


Broken as the skin of my arms and wrists

Show irreplaceble damage

Damage I compare to the losing of a limb 

Or the permanence of a tattoo

There is nothing it can do to clear its name


Has been unfair

There's always been a foggy motive in between

To go without the other

Is to lose something you want or need

I have hope

In my survival I need not be reliant	

But dependent upon myself