Do you care
that I'm breaking?
Do you notice
that I'm shaking?
Do you hear
my screams as I fall?
Do you smell my blood
as I carve words with a scrawl?
Did you think
my behavior is odd?
Did you ever consider,
that my happiness could be fraud?
Do you see
the pain I hide?
Do you know
I'm dying inside?
Would you care
if I overdosed tonight?
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poetry[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
