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when i was 7 i cracked my head open with glass and blood covered my head i didn't go to the hospital i didn't even tell anyone i never saw the glass really coming it happened in just a split second i hardly even felt it it stung but i was too worried about the glass and how i was going to clean it before my parents came home my mom always liked to keep her house clean so i had to pick it up when i was 13 my best friend had her first heartbreak i was doing homework because i was so behind but she called me crying and asked if she could come over i held her for two hours while she sobbed into my sweatshirt and when she left i didn't even get a thank you i try so hard to make everyone feel content and happy then sit in my room and wonder why i'm so sad but it's because all i do is bleed for people and they never even hand me a bandaid
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
i've bled for people who don't care
when i was 7 i cracked my head open with glass and blood covered my head i didn't go to the hospital i didn't even tell anyone i never saw the glass really coming it happened in just a split second i hardly even felt it it stung but i was too worried about the glass and how i was going to clean it before my parents came home my mom always liked to keep her house clean so i had to pick it up when i was 13 my best friend had her first heartbreak i was doing homework because i was so behind but she called me crying and asked if she could come over i held her for two hours while she sobbed into my sweatshirt and when she left i didn't even get a thank you i try so hard to make everyone feel content and happy then sit in my room and wonder why i'm so sad but it's because all i do is bleed for people and they never even hand me a bandaid
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
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