My Wounds

I have these wounds

These wounds you cannot see

These wounds aren't on the outside

They're inside of me

You cannot clean these wounds

At lest not how you think

You cannot use alcohol to wipe them clean

So I bathe in alcohol to forget temporarily

You cannot put band-aids on them and call it a day

So I smoke till I float,forget,and drift away

Some say I'm too young

So I tell them to live a day with my uncleansed wounds

Some say It's far too soon

I reply, "It's the only way I forget my wounds."