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sometimes i wonder how i would have turned out if you didn't decide that i was worthless. would i be the person i am today? would i still be wandering lost around my own house in a drugged up daze, blood dripping from my wrist? would you still ignore all the ashes on my carpet and the bottles and baggies making a rug of their own? would you still bring me the things that i ask for even though you see what they are making me into? would you still turn away when i shove my arms in your face forcing you to see my feelings in the flesh? suddenly, i realize that i am glad you decided i was not worth your time because you only made me into a shell of who i was not who i am now.
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
would it still hurt
sometimes i wonder how i would have turned out if you didn't decide that i was worthless. would i be the person i am today? would i still be wandering lost around my own house in a drugged up daze, blood dripping from my wrist? would you still ignore all the ashes on my carpet and the bottles and baggies making a rug of their own? would you still bring me the things that i ask for even though you see what they are making me into? would you still turn away when i shove my arms in your face forcing you to see my feelings in the flesh? suddenly, i realize that i am glad you decided i was not worth your time because you only made me into a shell of who i was not who i am now.
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
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