I have this bad habit
Of protecting myself
When I hurt
I just grab scissors
And snip and snap
At my heart
Cutting away
The dying parts
But in the frenzy
I cut too fast
Carelessly snipping
The red throbbing parts
That are still living
I snap at people
And say things I shouldn’t
Things I regret
Only a nip of a second too late
And while they’re still attached
There’s a little bit of a scar
Maybe they can’t see it
But I run my finger over
Its bumpy beginning
It’s such a bad habit
For my heart to break
I need to put my scissors away


© Sara Febles

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