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Mar 2019
You know me
At least you think you do
But you only know the me
That I let others see
You don't truly know me
You know facts

The real me is so much deeper
So much darker
You don't know what I keep inside
Afraid to let out
You don't know a lot of things

You don't know that every second I'm awake
is a battle for my life
You don't know that I cry myself to sleep
At night
You certainly don't know that there's a voice inside my head
Always screaming death
You don't know that I bleed to keep myself alive
Because lately
That voice is starting to make a lot more sense
And you have no idea how much it means to me
When you say that you care
You don't know so many things
When all you had to do was ask
Written by
Brooke
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