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I didn’t see the bags Your bags did you hide them in the attic Or maybe the basement were you halfway out the door One leg already off the platform before I'd even bought the ticket Has it been like this for quite some time? like you already written the will, before I'd taken my first breath Were you ever going to tell me? that you'd made a decision did you even consider to fight that I was worth keeping cause I saw you as family You withdrew yourself without a word in silence not even silence just gone I wish you had given me some empty words something to I treasured you heard you call me "a nice girl who helped me a lot, but we grew apart" nah. we didn't I grew from grief, after turning myself inside out trying to find the red thread to find all the failure in me Got tired of fleeing You knew that I learnt honesty is a path patience is kind boundaries are important even good road hurts when you fall over a rock Did you ever stop to question yourself? I've been kept blind no warning signs non I could see I'm done being sad over you I'm done questioning myself I'm done feeling not enough I didn't lose you cause You never had me
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:31 PM UTC
Were you ever going to tell me?
I didn’t see the bags Your bags did you hide them in the attic Or maybe the basement were you halfway out the door One leg already off the platform before I'd even bought the ticket Has it been like this for quite some time? like you already written the will, before I'd taken my first breath Were you ever going to tell me? that you'd made a decision did you even consider to fight that I was worth keeping cause I saw you as family You withdrew yourself without a word in silence not even silence just gone I wish you had given me some empty words something to I treasured you heard you call me "a nice girl who helped me a lot, but we grew apart" nah. we didn't I grew from grief, after turning myself inside out trying to find the red thread to find all the failure in me Got tired of fleeing You knew that I learnt honesty is a path patience is kind boundaries are important even good road hurts when you fall over a rock Did you ever stop to question yourself? I've been kept blind no warning signs non I could see I'm done being sad over you I'm done questioning myself I'm done feeling not enough I didn't lose you cause You never had me
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Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 7:31 PM UTC
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