Poetry

Broken

So broken it feels like no one can fix me anymore.
Pain in my chest, I just feel emptiness, either emptiness or is it just the feeling of being so alone? I guess it's a mixture of both.
I want to cry, I want to cry out for someone to save me but I don't want to bother anyone. I'd much rather keep all my feelings to myself, than to be a burden for wasting their time.
Oh but this hurts. It hurts keeping all my feelings inside, but I'm starting to learn how to hide, hide my feelings deep inside. Who really know me? Who knows my pain? Because I want someone to talk to, just one person will be okay.
Maybe one day things will be alright, just not tonight.