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sometimes i like to pretend that someone reads these.

that i'm not screaming endlessly into a void which doesn't hear 

or respond 

or care. 

i like to pretend that someone looks at these

that i'm not as alone as i think i am

or believe i am 

or know i am. 

but in the end

i understand the truth. 

nobody does. 

it's not like i should even call this poetry anymore. 

i've only written haikus

and talked about my feelings. 

i don't blame anyone for not wanting to read my work. 


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