time works in circles.
you're here again
staring into the mirror
eyes wet
rubbing your thighs
because you're afraid
the cold might just
eat you from inside
if you don't rub them
hard enough
because hasn't it been cold
for far too long
isn't cold
all you know
shouldn't you be
used to it by now
you're telling yourself
you'll be okay
like it is a promise
like it is a command
like it is a wish.
like the last time this happened
it didn't cut you open
like you were not still healing
from it
when you ended up here again.
you'll be okay
you tell yourself
it's not your fault
not this time
not the last time
not the time before
it's not your fault
but each shaking breath
makes it harder to believe
you'll ever be okay
you'll be okay
but you're tired of living
in the bare minimum
tired
of asking for the bare minimum
you deserve more
than just the bare minimum
but do you really
when you can barely
get up from bed, can barely
look in the mirror
except when your eyes
are soaking wet
and you're rubbing your thighs hard
just to feel some warmth
and whisper the words
over and over and over again
until you believe
you'll be okay
when will you be okay
YOU ARE READING
Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
