Want to hear a secret?
No one really cares.
I learned that the hard way.
It hurts more than you'd think.
Want to hear my story?
No one really does.
They say they do.
But they really don't.
Want to hear...
No?
I didn't think you did.
No one wants to actually know.
Want...
Never mind.
There's a reason I'm all alone.
No one wants to stay.
Guess what?
I'm better!
I'm so glad you want to hear that!
I'm so glad that you finally care.
...But you don't...
Do you?
It's been days, I could go for weeks...
And no one would notice.
No one.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Poems
PuisiMy poems about depression, self harm, suicide, anxiety, and anorexia. Things I think about. Maybe a glimpse of what runs through my over active mind. Anxiety is probably the reason I have these thoughts. I write them down just to write them down. Ma...
