They ask me why all the time,
My answer remains the same.
I cut so you see my flesh,
And cry so you feel my pain.
It's when they watch without a single word,
That my eyes begin to close.
My mind pulls me to dark places,
And my smile begins to fade.
But no one ever asked, not even twice.
So who are you to care?
"Relapsed" she said as she forced food down,
Wiping tears from her face.
She looked at my sunken face,
He caresses my ribs so softly,
Both never truly saw.
As sad as it seems,
Nor was it complicated,
I had made it-
Obvious.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Poems and Inner Thoughts (Vol.2)
PoetryThis is the second collection of my works built off of my negative emotions. They'll be a lot better than the first volume, I hope. This collection includes poetry,as well as miscellaneous writing. Enjoy, or not.
