Next time you pass someone,
remember,
they may look at you,
but all they see is an empty shadow.
they don't notice
the pain behind your eyes,
or the bruises on your legs.
or the cuts on your wrist,
hidden by long sleeves,
and bracelets,
and drug store foundation.
they don't notice
how you are silently suffering
from a broken heart,
that not even his warm hug,
or her smoothing voice,
or even your favorite song
can heal.
they don't notice
how you wobble when you cant walk
because you haven't eaten
in almost a week.
or they way you slur your speech,
because you stayed up last night
drinking away the pain away.
and when you disappear,
they will lie
and say they noticed you.
