Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry

I'm Fine

I'm fine I really am,
Except for the chest pain, and suffocation,
And the tears that won't stop falling,
And my eyes that burn from always crying.

I'm fine,
Except for the part where I want to die,
Except for the part,
Were I want to slit my wrists
And watch the blood fall.

I'm fine except for the ragged breaths,
And heavy lungs.
Except for the pain that comes with falling in love,
And Falling apart.

I'm fine except for the nonstop rings of my phone of texts unread.
'Are you okay?'
'What happened?'
'Please talk to me I'm crying now'
'You always listen, I can too'
'I hope you're okay'
'I really don't understand why you're upset'
'Just get over it you'll be fine'
'You're so annoying sometimes'

I'm fine,
Except for being chained down,
Except for the reality that everything's falling apart,
Except for the weight crushing me in parts.

I'm fine,

I'm fine,
Except for the fact that I'm not fine at all.

I'm fine,
Maybe saying it enough will make it true.