Pain

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I sit there breathing deeply sitting waiting for something to happen,
to feel something, anything,
but i don't
i probably have scared over
half my body trying to get
myself to feel something
when I can't.
I can taste the saltiness
of tears streaming down
my face, but not
from sadness or anger
but out of pain
my natural reaction
to the making of the scars
I place all over my body.
This saltiness is one of the only things I've tasted in a while.
Even though everyday when I leave my house
I put my best and most fake smile I can muster.
So people don't see the pain
I am in
I once found a quote that said,
"I keep it all inside
Because I'd rather the
Pain destroy me, than
Everyone else."
I honestly am the definition of this quote
No one needs to worry about me when there are much bigger issues going on in the world
No one needs to worry about me the girl who is falling apart when the prettiest girl in school spills on her brand new shirt.
No one pay attention to me
I'm already broken
Just leave me to sit here and peace myself back together
Cause when I asked for help you left me to fix your problems but in doing so you smashed the parts of me I put back together.
And now you are fine and fixed so I asked you if you'd take me back now and you said
We'd be better off apart
So I will sit here and try to fell something other than numb, empty, alone and
In Pain.






















Author's Note: Hey guys new poem  coming out later today or early tomorrow.

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