I wasn't feeling so I reached out,
You didn't listen well enough.
I tried, I tried so hard.
You couldn't see what was wrong.
I was told to be happy.
You didn't get it,
I can't just be happy it's not like that.
Maybe, maybe if you tried harder.
I fell apart.
I reached out, but not to a person,
The sweet but sharp embrace,
Something to draw blood.
I reached out and got a response,
I can still feel.
It stung, but felt so good,
Cutting through the numbness.
Maybe if you tried harder.
Just shook me a little harder.
Maybe if I screamed louder.
Cried a little louder.
There would be a chance,
A chance of no scars,
The scars that litter my mind and body,
Caused by an unbearable pain.
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A collection of poems
कविताA bunch of poems by me. I use my writing to express myself. I also wrote poems from requests, friends or not. WARNING: there are mentions of self harm, depression, anxiety, and eating disorders. But there are poems that are happy and more light he...
