Blind

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Your sense of humor makes me sick.

You snort out unforgivables like a mindless pig.

How fucking dense can you be?

How can you say I'm fine when you saw me bleeding?

Then you joke about me going around the bend.

You think it's funny that I cried at night and bled.

And I'll never forget when you doubled over and laughed

When I was begging for help because of a panic attack.

I get the anxiety from being around you,

And you just sit there smiling like its all one big hoot

When my fingers are drumming and I can't sit still,

While gasping for air and I'm horror filled.

Why do you laugh at me when I can't breathe?

Why do you yell at me for every little deed?

What the hell did I do to deserve your hate

Or to even think about using that razor sharp blade?

Why can't you see that your words are killing me?

You're turning me into a monster, heart to soul deep.

I'm raging on the inside, drowning in dark pools,

Steaming with anger and wanting to scream at these fools

Who all think I'm doing just fine.

I swear to God, they're all fucking blind.

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