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Jan 2019
You feel like I don't give a ****
You feel like I don't care
You think I don't hurt
You think I don't feel the pain
You think I don't cry at night
You don't think my heart isn't breaking
You don't think I'm not screaming
You don't think I'm not reaching out for you at night
You don't think I'm not falling apart

What you don't see is that behind that locked, bathroom door
My eyes leak, NO pour salty water, down my rosy cheeks.
Smearing the days makeup  I put on just for you.
They swell more then the time you wrapped string around your finger in 5th grade and watched it turned purple,
They burn, turn red, yet seem bluer then you could fathom.  
My heart shatters into the smallest pieces, a single grain of sand looks giant next to it.
My screams are so loud that the deaf can hear them, I fall to my knees reaching for you every night but its to late.

I told you to be patient
I told you be we would be fine
But you couldn't hold on
You couldn't wait anymore.
Your love was not as strong as you thought.
Your love was not as powerful as you wanted.
I was not who you wanted like you'd hoped.
Carolina
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Carolina  28/F/NH
(28/F/NH)   
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