I try not to let things hurt me.
Bother me.
Just let it go. Brush it off your shoulders.
Move on and keep going with your life.
It’s not worth it.
I've let so much roll off me that I've numbed myself to it.
Just another thing. Another day. Another person.
Except it didn't roll off. Of course not.
It's been stuck to my back this whole time.
Out of sight.
Cutting every time I so much as moved a muscle.
Wasn't until I passed out from all the blood loss that I realized how much pain I was in.