before i knew it the pink shatters the filter of gold disappears her curves, bittersweet and angular unlike what i thought before her soft voice now sickly coarse with demand how come i never noticed it before? must have been the tears blocking my vision
i scroll through the contacts on my phone and realise there is no one i can call nobody i can text people ive had for 7 years maybe more their care for me has gone void and i can sense it can't you see? it's all superficial every conversation every look it is all superficial and i can blame anyone and anything for it but none of that will change the truth and none of it will gift me a new outcome
so now i sit alone in a void room and i wonder who will notice who will care when i am all but gone
for they will notice when i take my last breath but nobody notices the moments before not from afar
it hurts to look around and realise youve lost everyone you still love
Please notice what I've done My pride is hurting from the things that I spent hours on Instead the ones I barely think of are liked more above the rest In fact the ones I barely think on to me are just grotesque See what I can really do 'A river is a thought of defiance A flower the hated love between the two' See what I can say, draw, and write What I hear and know Please tell me that you love them and me Please do not let me go
I have grown to be unknown invisible like the dew hiding behind buildings and gliding through passages. My charm is as un-noticed as the workshop apprentice, my words unheard, voice absurd to the premeditated busy man briskly moving through the crowd. I myself collate my actions, but for anyone to give a deeper glance well I just leave that upto chance.