Tears » poetry by Anne Sofie Zaar

XXV

She looked me right in the eyes

Shes not okay

My own mother, wow

She Can still be lonely in A room full of people

She says.

She wasn't talking about me

I didn't know what to say

I'M BROKEN MOM! DONT YOU SEE?

My mind screamed

YOU SHOULD BE TALKING ABOUT ME!

DON'T YOU SEE?

DON'T YOU SEE?

I'M MORE BROKEN THAN SHE EVER WILL BE!

People are so blind, oh

She Sees her 'not okay' soul

But dosn't even notice her own

Daughter, being under water

Slowly giving demons right

I'm selfish, you was always right

Take me, i don't care, i shouldn't be here, right?

And the demons laugh as you wan't, miss no one

And it felt good

But there was no blood.

They arent deep

But full with Don't you see?

It calms me down

It makes me free

People Will never see.