You hold my hand
and try to comfort me.
You tell me to put down the blade,
that I don't need to do this.
I look at you, disgusted.
What makes you think you can
just talk about it like it's nothing?!
Like this is just a call
for attention?!
I never asked for your help,
I never wanted it.
You are useless.
Who do you think you are to
judge me?!
Who are you to decide what I need?!
Of course you think you know best.
But this isn't your pain.
It's mine.
So go away!
I don't want you here,
smiling at me like you care.
Because soon you will realize
that I'm a lost cause,
and you will leave.
So just go before I hurt you, or
disappoint you.
Leave me here, alone,
with my pain.
YOU ARE READING
Musings of the Insane
שיריםThis is more or less a sequel to Nightmares, only this one will mostly be freestyle poetry. The same warning applies to this one. Also, if easily triggered, do not read, please. Thanks and enjoy.
