I took a chance. I needed help. I need help. I told her everything. Every last detail, down to the raw molecule of my mentality.
And she ignored it.
I took this as the biggest "Read at 6:36am" post ever.
The one person I looked up to, the only person I looked up to- ignored me.
When I saw her in the morning, she didn't speak to me. Said nothing. Acted as if nothing happened. Was it better that way? You know I won't kill myself because I care too much about the people around me.. (even though I'm so often shown they don't even spare a thought for me) as long as you know I won't kill myself. It's not worth it.
You don't want to fall as deep as I have. It's too easy.
I understand.
I have nothing left.
I'm so weak. I'm so tired. And I'm so done.
But I understand.
As long as I don't kill myself. You don't care.
I understand.
I understand.
I understand.
YOU ARE READING
Ignored. I Understand. (VENT)
ПоэзияI didn't want my first story here to be sad. But I needed to vent and I decided to post this. Might delete later. I need to sleep. But I'm so hungry.