sometimes the littlest things can be the biggest signs
them constantly keeping their space clean
having no desire to do anything
the things they love to do slowly becoming
things they dread every single day
the light in your strongest friends eyes has gone
their laughter became quieter, it became rare
they became less outspoken, and began letting people take advantage.
maybe you don't know that simply asking if
they are okay
would really, really brighten their day
and it would make them feel significant
like their presence mattered
don't let me slit my wrists until they no longer exist
don't let my bones sit
in an overly decorated casket
please help me escape
this mindset will hold me in chains until i give in
friend, please, keep going just for me.
YOU ARE READING
Conversations With Myself
PoesíaWhat is it that I think? Does it even matter? I leave a lot of things unsaid, unheard, and well.. Here's all the things I wish someone would've and could've heard me say.
