I wrote six poems just now
All six are dark dark poems
All six are about how I feel right now
It takes six poems to describe
I know six poems seem a lot
Well I wanna say a lot
But I know that you wouldn’t listen to any word out of my mouth
So I wrote them, in six poems
And I will keep all six just for me
For I know you too will not read them

I miss you, you said
Me too, I miss me too
I haven’t seen me for so long
I’ve been putting me away to be more acceptable
I’ve been neglecting me for “more important” things
I’ve been silencing me for my words will sound too truthful
I’ve been giving away all my air so they can breathe
I’ve been making me unhappy so they can be happy


I love you, you said
I can’t say me too, I don’t love me too
If I love me I would have let me be seen
If I love me I would have let me stay
If I love me I would have put myself first
If I love me I would have let me speak
If I love me I would have **** off the oxygen
If I love me I would have let me be happy

You know that it bothers me so much
Because I told you too many times
I needed you to stop but you argued NO
If I really am that important to you,
why can’t you do this one thing that shall make me ease?
How could you show me that I am so unimportant?
How could you put that to be more important than me?
I admit that I have a problem
I am insecure
I admitted to you too many times
Why won’t you bear with me in this and just stop it?
If I am important for you
Help me ease
I needed you to help me ease
But you argued NO
So now I try to keep my silence
Because I’ve said enough
Here I write the things I want to say to you again
But I won’t say them again
As if I say them again, you would again argue NO
And that hurts
Now I need help to stay strong in my silence
Let me keep my silence
While I drift away
I hope you’ll realise that I’m drifting away
I hope you’ll miss me when I drifted away