A Poem For Someone Who Cares
I was someone.
However, things change quickly.
Smiles turn to grimaces,
What was once happiness is now empty.
I’m nobody.
I was forgotten.
I wish I was beautiful, strong, and creative.
Toughness isn’t enough, I’m not strong.
I lose courage.
Underneath, I refuse to let anyone in.
I push away,
“Go away”, I say.
I spread the magic of life,
Uncertain, terrified but everything falls back into place.
I fall back into pieces.
There is no magic.
I drain the blood,
First my fingers,
My forearms next.
The jackknife fits between my thoughts,
I am no more.
