I sit there, watching them chat, watching them laugh.
Do they notice how unhappy I am?
Head jumbled up with thoughts, struggling to concentrate.
Do they notice how confused I am?
Fighting to keep my eyes wide openㅡfor they are stubborn, wanting to seal shut.
Do they notice how exhausted I am?
I see their mouths move, but no sound comes out. I could hear nothingㅡexcept for the voices inside my head.
Do they notice how helpless I am?
The aroma of food invaded my nostrils,
my stomach protested, feeling bile rise in my throat.
Do they notice how thin I have become?
Chest tightening,
Taking deep breaths to keep my heart at bay.
Do they notice how broken I have become?
Their cheerful smiles, the brightness in their eyes, the sound of their amused laughter.
Anger consumed me,
They never noticed.
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My Life
PoetryMy life before. My life now. My life forever. ***** WARNING: includes subjects such as depression and suicide.
