Silence. By M.E.

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* contains swearing *


If I ever wrong you,
If I ever do anything you don’t like,
Sometimes even for nothing,
You treat me as if you can’t see me.

I hate this silence.
I hate that you leave without even looking at me.
I hate when you invoke this game of
Pretending I don’t exist.

You don’t even show that you care,
You just laugh with others and ignore me.
And I’m so sick of this.
I don’t want to be alone.

Why do you react like this?
Why is this your answer?
I’m so tired of this shit.
Why can’t you just stop?

Are we even friends?
Because this is not how friends work.
Why can’t you communicate with me?
Properly like a fucking human.

I don’t know how to feel.
I don’t know what to think.
Do you care at all?
Do you even want to have me in your life?

Should I just disappear?
Should I pretend we’re strangers?
When really we’ve shared so many
Precious memories.

I hate this, I hate you,
I don’t know what to feel.
Should I be honoured that you think me worth your ignorance?
I don’t know.

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