You don't notice:
You don’t notice the angry red lines.
You don't see the blood seeping down,
The color of red wine.
You’re so oblivious.
You seem to care.
You want to make me happy.
But I am living in a nightmare.
There’s nothing you can do.
You don't know what goes on.
The walls conceal things,
Never showing the action.
Always hiding things.
My mind is going crazy,
Everything is so jumbled.
Everything is getting so hazy.
Nothing is making any sense.
I take one last swipe.
Pain is supposedly rushing through my body,
I look at the red stripe,
And I don’t feel a thing.
Sometimes I look at the sky
And I wonder,
What would happen if I die?
No one would care; I don’t think.
I want to know how it feels.
To be in complete bliss.
It’s something ideal,
That I don’t want to miss.
But you don’t notice
When I’m sad.
You only notice
When I’m glad.
YOU ARE READING
Away
Historia Corta"Sometimes when I say 'I'm ok', I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, 'I know you're not'" -Unknown