I cried.
I screamed.
I yelled.
I told you to
Care.
When will you
Listen?
I wore
Long Sleeves
I tried to give
You Hints
You saw the
Bruises
On Me
Yet you never asked
Why?
You heard my
Screams for
Help
Again you looked
Away
When I told
You
That it was
Your Fault
You didn't
Believe me
Now
Did you
Figure out
That You
Were the Death of Me?
YOU ARE READING
Am I okay?
PoetryJust read it It's probably not your thing so be reckless and read the unthinkable and unmentionable #411 in the ranks
