I asked you for help.
You turned me away.
I was at rock bottom.
You said I'd be okay.
It all piled up.
As if rocks were being stacked on top of me.
You just watched with a smile on your face.
It all became too much.
I was shaking.
Uncontrollable.
"Just take deep breaths"
You said that you'd help.
You left.
Again.
My heart raced.
I couldn't breathe.
You didn't care.
Images flashed through my head.
Memories.
Nightmares.
'You're a freak'
'He didn't want you'
'Why would anyone want you'
I was crying.
I was dying.
You just watched.
I tore at my arms,
At the scars.
It was because of you.
Why would you leave me.
You said you'd stay...
"You'll be okay"
"Tomorrow will be a better day"
That's what they all say.
But I won't live to see that day.
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Sad 3am Poetry
PoetryJust a bunch of poems that I write at like, 3am instead of sleeping. These are likely never going to actually be posted at 3am, it will just be whenever I write them.