Little Red Notebook

Incomplete

Confused.

I know you are there

But I let myself crumble anyway.

As I watch

the hole in my heart

stare agape back at me.

A hollow heart

that I learned

to nurture and grow.

Easily broken

Easily shattered

And I easily

let the black blood flow.

I continue

to let it poison me

my soul, my heart, and my body,

but no one seems to know

that I am slowly dying inside.

At night,

the thoughts that were formed

in my head

become nightmares

I cannot bear.

"Please!" I beg and plea,

for the bad dreams to stay at bay.

During the day,

I sit and barely make it through.

Rant

here and then

and be forgotten soon.

They catch me staring

into space

as I walk my way

unaware of what's truly happening.

It's like walking

on a thin rope,

fingers crossed,

trying to cross

from building to building

without falling.

It's what everyday feels like.

The dread

of having to wake up

and no one to talk to.

I'd rather sleep

numb from the pain.

Not even

the one who conceived you

could crack the code.

She doesn't even know

there's a code to crack.

Not even

your bestfriend/s,

well not as much anymore at least,

remembers to talk to you once a day.

Not even

no one,

understands what's going on

that ugly head of yours.

I walk my way

and no one dares

to hold my hand

because I have black blood

flowing in me.

I know I can survive,

but can't you see?

I just really want to live.

Written by: jme_28