Touch

4 1 0
                                    

Leave me alone

A voice for deaf ears

Stop it

A plead to unsympathetic eyes

Go away

A prayer  for an uncaring mind

I'm fine

A lie,

told so much

I almost believed it

"Do you want a hug?"

Yes

But not from you

Your touch makes me tense

Puts me on edge


Safe?

No

Happy?

No

Suicidal?







No













Another lie,

But I guess I was convincing





There were no more questions

My Angsty Poems, thoughts, and storiesWhere stories live. Discover now