emily aykens Poet Free verse

The Pen

blank stares
streaming tears
the tip of the pen
piercing my skin

Why am I doing this?
I know this is wrong.
I know I'm going to be mad.
I know I'm going to hate what's left.
So why?

I need to feel something
when I can't feel anything.
so the pen
scratches the surface.

heartache
pen goes deeper.
sadness
scratch marks. 
anger
blood.

Why?
Why do I do it?
Why can't I use other methods?
I wrote this poem right?
Why can't I do that?

I need to feel something
I need to feel pain
It's what I deserve
So pen scratches cover my arm

I have to hid them now
hide the evidence
"nothing's wrong"
"I'm okay" "I'm fine"
hide the evidence

I'm not hurting
and no one would care if I was 
so why would I share?

I need to feel something
anything
aren't there other ways 
so why do I choose the pen
time and time again

the pen
the scratches
the blood
the scars
the pen
showing my pain
disappered and covered
by my sleeve

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