This is How We Do

What do we do when we can’t face the world?

We take pills

We get inebriated until we see twins or sometimes if we’re lucky, triplets

We scream at the ones we profess to love

We cry because of the one who profess to love us

We go to rehab because the white padded room blocks out all of the noise down to the very whispers in our minds

We hurt ourselves

Leave everlasting marks to remind ourselves

            This is how we do

We allow people to shout at us until we’re black and blue

We return so they can make the outside match the inside

We take a pill to reduce the throbbing and then another to force a smile

We try to find happy-ever-after and end up saying ouch

We hurt ourselves

Leave ourselves open because we’re told not to guard ourselves

            This is how we do

We spill what's inside into the throne because it’s the outside that matters

We’re told to listen and we do so too well

We go to higher places, but descend lower than the fiery depths to get there

We discover that doing whatever it takes requires means giving up whatever sheer innocence that's left over

We hurt ourselves

            This is how we do

Because this is the world we live in

• P.S. I do not own the photo. It belongs to Pinterest.