So, I wrote you a letter
Explaining my feelings, just that little bit better
I thought I could leave it at that
But then I had to text, pretending to chat
When all I wanted to know was, HOW DID IT FEEL?
How did it feel to read it, to know the effect you had on me for real?
Did it hurt you or make you cry?
Or did it keep your dead eyes, bone dry?
Did you read it once or maybe twice?
Or did you throw it down, without a second glance?
I need to know, I need to hear it
That you felt some way about it
As I laid my heart bare
Why couldn't you muster the courage to show you care?
If you felt any love for me, you would know
That I ... NEED TO KNOW
The effect I had, giving you that letter
Letting you know the pain you caused, just that little bit clearer
You surely know that silence does not work for me
You have read my work, felt my heart, know my worth
Silence IS MY KILLER, my defeat
And you used it on me, so easily
Did you think you knew what was best for me?
You couldn't let me keep a shred of dignity?
Knowing, just for a second, I could hurt you
Just a fraction of the amount you destroyed me
A text was all I needed
To say yes, you hurt me too
YOU ARE READING
Ethereal Abyss
PoetryPoetry for me began as a much needed escape from the reality of this world. The same endless routines, faceless people day after day. A slow steady evolution began in my solitude as my work started changing from the torturing monotonous cries of esc...
