Words,
They could never hurt,
They could never cut,
They could never make you bleed,
Physically.

Words,
A manifestation of self-hate,
Written in bold,
Anorexia, Bulimia, Depression,
I was sold.

Words,
The last,
Written on a bloodstained note,
"I can't stay afloat"

Rain drops feeding leaves
Deserts growing cold at night
Spiders spinning homes

I miss you already and you’ve only left my life since yesterday

I feel you
Missing me
Are you?
It's okay
The question is rhetorical
You don't have to answer