I hide my scars from you,
thinking that you care.
I cover the new wounds a little less,
hoping maybe you'll notice this time.
But you stand across from me,
at the same distance you were before.
Never trying to see if I'm ok,
accepting my words when I say I'm fine.
I beg you to look a little closer,
yet I scream at you to go away.
You seem too blind to see either,
or you just want to be ignorant of them.
I don't cover up my fresh cuts,
silently wishing you'll seem them.
I plead for you to look a little closer,
only whispering when I tell you to go.
I take off all my bloody coverings,
but you only get farther away.
I ask you once again,
shouting, screaming and sobbing this time.
Please look a little closer,
I wont make it through without you!
I look up from my slumped position,
seeing you turn your head the other way.
My heart shatters,
it's pieces falling silently to the ground.
As it whispers it's last words,
a single, final tear escapes.
Please look a little closer,
even though others have done what you have.
Please look a little closer,
even though I know you won't.
YOU ARE READING
Poems For The Lonely And Depressed
PoetryExactly what the title says, poems for the lonely and depressed. P.S. All of the poems written are by me unless I say so. [2018 Note] Revamp known as 'the lonely & the depressed', because everyone knows this kind of thing is chronic.
