Some moments make you realise how lonely you are.
You reminisce about the childhood moments
About the classrooms and ball pens.
When my name made sense.
Now I'm behind a fence
I cry, hence
I'm not happy.
When I was "happy"
I'd worry about how messy my hair was,
I'd worry about afterschool and what the plan was.
Now I worry about court dates,
And all the hate images my mind paints
Now I'm stuck between cutting myself, and drinking pills to kill myself.
I can't even focus.
My heart, it gets torn apart.
At the thought of the hurt.
At the thought of the dirt.
The dirt I've imagined myself in.
The dirt my life is.
If you love me you'll leave me.
let me go.
Let me go to the other side, cause I'm sick and tired of this life.
I don't feel anymore.
I can't take anymore.
All I feel is pain.
I don't understand what he gained.
He changed, everything.
I feel numb.
Explicit, but I could feel his cum.
The grin on his face,
The tears on mine.
I felt hate, he looked "fine".
Or should I say happy.
He looked relieved, or so I believed.
I looked at him with horror
He changed me, made me a loner.
Might not be apparent that I'm not okay,
But maybe it's cause you just don't care.
You don't care to ask, if I'm okay. When last did you? Think fast.
My time is running out, the thoughts are getting loud.
You'll lose me
I'll die and you'll lie saying you knew me.
Say, you thought you did, your lies just don't fit.
They don't fit.
Don't fit your actions
I'm alive, where's the compassion?
You only show it when I'm dead, dead.
YOU ARE READING
Lonely?
شِعرPoetry to help you cope. Poetry you can relate to. To remind you that you are not alone.
