The Words Left Unsaid-Poems

Why I don't want to be here.

as i look across the room, i feel numb

then the desperation sets in

my hands searching, my arms shaking, my bones aching

and i almost give up my search

but then i find it

and i hesitate

i should be happy i did

but the joy never sets in

and instead my stomach almost churns

as i holding it in the palm of my hand

and i start to wonder

how can something so small cause so much pain

i look at it again and it's me

small, sad and afraid

and i sigh

and i hide it away again