I guess I was right
No one really cares
They don't ask if you are okay
They just laugh and stare
They don't realize how fragile you really are
And they don't try to help you
They only find ways to tear you apart
They mock the most sensitive topics
And "jester at scars they have never felt before"
They don't know how much it hurts for me to even breathe
They don't understand the pain I feel and how real it becomes
But I am the only one to blame because I don't dare let them see my weaknesses
Once they know your weaknesses they then can rip you to shreds
So once again I sit here in silence wishing someone could hear my mute cries for help
And pray that I have the strength to carry on until someone is strong enough to save me
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Everything I Never Said...
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