It's killing me inside
I trusted him, I told him a lot
And today he joked
About cutting
It was just that simple motion
An invisible razor
That he dragged vertically
Mockingly down his wrist
Laughing with friends
Probably not even giving it a thought
Until I saw him hesitate for a split second
When he looked at me straight in the eyes
I don't know how to tell him
What it was like to see that
Morbid motion with his hand
I don't know how to tell him
That it was like a knife
Stabbing me in the heart
And then being twisted
When he glanced at me
But didn't apologize or anything
And he didn't understand
Why I was grumpy
Because I didn't say a word
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Unveiled: You Don't Know Me
PoetryThis is my poem book of anger and other things that I don't normally share with others. This is not a side I usually show, but I need to get it out somehow, so I'm sharing it through poetry. ***WARNING: These writings contain strong language and ma...
