It feels like I'm floating, not in water but in deep sorrow.
Never ending sorrow, it feels like there is no hope in tomorrow and as if there is no one to help me, and I was right...
No one ever listened when I was talking,
NO ONE ever asked me if I was alright.
And if someone would ever did, I'd always answer, "i'm fine"
But that 'fine' means so much more,
it means 'stay, take care of me, say everything is going to be fine when I know it
it's not'
And everyday I just lie there in bed, numb dead.
I feel nothing but trapped in this endless loop of pain and sorrow.
This is a part of me that cannot be removed.
I'm ruined.
Ask me again what is wrong with me?
"I'm fine."
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Poetry|Highest Ranking #51 in Poetry| ~COMPLETED~ I'll be writing poems here and you can make requests and I'LL DO MY BEST to make them into poems. :) -Sasha
