Did you know,
when you get older,
everything gets so much colder?
I don't think so.
Did you care,
when I shared your air,
that I was doomed?
I had already bloomed.
Did you understand,
when I told you I wanted to be a bird,
all I wanted was to flee?
I was never herd.
Did you see,
when I cried those tears,
all those times I tried to cover my ears?
I couldn't even disagree.
Did you ever try,
when I asked for help,
to help me fly?
I was as helpless as a whelp.
Did you see how far,
when you saw my wrist and tummy,
and you understood there was no escape to this reality?
I was just one big scar.
Did you ask yourself,
when you saw my picture on that shelf,
if you should call?
What if you had it all?
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The Poetry Book of a Damaged Mind
Şiir/!\Important/!\ ^This book contains sensible subjects as suicidal thoughts, self harm and many other subjects that might make some people uncomfortable. Poetry is to share feelings, some of them are sadness or pain but if it is too much to handle yo...
