I don't know how to tell you I'm broken without feeling needy.
I don't know how to open up without being judged.
I just need you to see that I'm hurting
Without me telling you
Because my words are bleeding out
Of my mouth,waiting for you
To stitch me up and make me fine
Although I know that's not your job
And you're better off without me.
I just need you to see me
One last time.
YOU ARE READING
Poems via the depressed girl
PoetryPoems that really hit my soul. Some are depressing and horrifying and are full of terrible things that I and many others can relate to. Otherwise some are joyful and fun. These poems will be like stepping inside my head,and seeing what really goes o...
