Why doesn't anyone care?
Why don't they notice?
I'm breaking inside.
I can't seem to gather
All my pieces back together.
I just want this pain to end.
I want to be able to physically touch you,
And my heart not know you'll never love me,
The way I do to you.
We make so many jokes,
Talk all night,
Yet you can't seem to see through my smile.
It's broken.
My smile is crooked.
Nothing can help,
Except your affection.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Pained
PoetryThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
