Heaven, Probably

Screaming in Silence

We suffer in silence

Look in their eyes, look deeper. It's all in the iris

Basic knowledge, basic science

It's like a virus

They look for guidance

It's inside us

The pills, the addictions, it's a reliance

Happiness, that's desirous

One day I'll be gone

Nothing left, a dead end

I'll remember Sean

I'll remember her, my best friend

I'm sorry

I tried to fix myself for you

I want you to be happy, I want you to have that

If only you knew

Just to see you smile, that's where happiness is at

When it's just us two

I love it when we chat

I think about all we have been through...

Who am I kidding?

I suck at this poetry thing, so why bother trying?

That's what I ask myself about life as well because by this point I have given up

What's the point of writing this stupid poem?

I can't write

That's why I got fired

That's why I'm working in a minimum wage retail job

What could I do with this poem?

Give it to her?

No way

She wouldn't understand

I want her to be happy, that's the only reason I've tried to help myself. Going to therapy and drinking less.

It doesn't help me

I wish she knew that, but she doesn't

I lie just so she still has a smile on her face

I tell her I make progress with my therapy

I tell her I stopped drinking

When she finds out the lies, will she leave?

If she leaves, and I'm gone, will she be happy?