Can you see me?
Even just a little bit?
Can you see the years I cry
Without anyone knowing it?
Can you hear my screams?
Can you hear my cries?
Do you know how tired I am
If all these goodbyes?
My family left me.
Then my best friend.
Who knows how much time is left
Before I bring it to an end.
So can you see them?
The demons I hide in my eyes?
If so then why do you stand there
Watching me die?
YOU ARE READING
Poems For the Damaged and Broken
PoetryThese are all written by me. Some may be triggering.
