Trying to keep my cool knowing i'm losing my sanity. Knowing that feeling wasn't mutual, constantly being led on by those who leave. Knowing that those 5 minutes of fulfilment is going to turn into emptiness. From waking up to excitement to absolutely nothing. Looking into the mirror knowing their sweet words now has no purpose and I question "Why?" Just why...? Reminding myself everyday that I am nothing important. Just something to fill in someone's time. Something they go to when they are bored. My heart is tired and all it wanted was to acknowledge not ignored.
a poem for the ones who feel too much and receive too little. this is about being someone's temporary comfort while silently craving something real. it's the exhaustion of giving your heart just to be left with silence. for anyone who's ever questioned their worth after being used, ignored, or led on... this one's for you.