I feel like no one cares,
That my mind is a mess or my skin tears,
That I'm seeing everything in blue,
And even when you definitely knew,
You made no effort to talk to me about it,
Yes maybe someone cared once,
She asked if I was ok and revealing under my sleeve,
What her darkest thoughts did believe,
Her hug soothed like no other,
Yet she still told you my mother,
And I was afraid that you would make me quit,
But up till now you've made no effort to talk to me about it,
No advice from you was parted,
It has been four weeks since I've started,
Three weeks since she told you,
Two since that awkward conversation was due,
One week since I realised that you aren't going to ask me,
It seems like you don't care I think we can agree,
Because you've made no effort to talk to me about it,
Why don't you care my thoughts scream out in my head,
The fact that my writs are turning more red,
And my heart and soul feel a shade of blue so dark,
And still you have nothing to remark,
What do you think of what I've done,
Do you wish I had never begun,
Or that i haven't done enough,
Your heart like my wrist seems so rough,
Because why have you made no effort to talk to me about it,
You know that I haven't spoken to anyone about this mechanism I use,
Your silence is deafening, almost abuse,
Where is your kindness, curiosity, and desire to help, because now you haven't spoken,
I start to wonder if you think that I'm too broken,
Since I started you have made no effort to talk to me about it,
Even though you know that there is more and more red on my wrist and a darker shade of blue which my head does emit.
YOU ARE READING
Until these wounds heal
PoetryPoetry which covers topics of: Anxiety, depression, sh, sadness, love, relationships, friendships. If you want to read a specific topic just ask me and I can recommend the poems I think would suit you best. Poetry, because I'm convinced that it's t...
