I don't know how to tell you I'm broken
Without feeling needy
I don't know how to open up
Without feeling judged
I don't know how to show u my scars
Without feeling like I want attention
I don't know how to cry
When my tears feel like acid
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 it's not your job
And your better off without me
I just need you to see me
One last time
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
