Sad Poetry from a Happy World

The past and the present

Greek mythology in the library

The faces and the words beyond are too scary

Scraped knees and wet cheeks

I feel my hope slowly deplete

Parents were always busy

My head was always spinning

The sadness of having no one to talk to

The dreadful feeling that no one even knew

Seventh grade it got bad

At that point, I felt I had had

Enough of these games

And all of this pain

I just wanted to

End it all. So screw

You and how you made me feel

Because now I know what it is like to kneel

Over a blade, salt in the wound because you know

What you do, and you'll never be forgiven, although

You tried

so many times

You don't

Know how

It hurt