[trigger warning: mentions suicide and self-harm]
did you care
when I told you
that I see no point
in living anymore?
if you did,
why did you tell me
'you're not the only one
who has these problems'?
did you care
when i told you
about the knife
and the red lines on my wrists?
if you did
why did you tell me
'you are just looking for attention,
aren't you'?
did you care
when I told you
about all those thoughts
that tore my heart apart?
if you did
why did you tell me
'I have them too, okay?
and I have it worse than you'?
did you care
when I told you
about all the troubles
I'm going through?
if you did
why did you not
validate my feelings
and make me feel worse?
did you even care
about me?
if you did
things wouldn't be like this.
...
but since you don't care,
I guess this is the end.
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Fragments of A Soul
Poetry'I'm no longer a whole; just fragments of a soul. My life is no longer red or yellow or blue; all that's left is a greyish hue. But, my soul will be whole once again and my life will be filled with sunshine and rain. Till then, words will be my esc...
