If I didn’t tell you I was sad, would u even notice?
Sad, angry, or happy
Do you even notice?
Sometimes I wonder would I even be missed if I wasn’t here?
How much of an impact would I even leave?
I feel like I’m stuck in one spot,
Unable to move.
My feet are glued to the floor.
I’m sinking slowly but there’s no way out.
Why don’t anyone see me sinking?
Why can’t they see “HELP” bleeding out of my gums when they ask me if I’m fine.
I’m coughing up lies over and over again.
My lips cursed and soaked in poison,
Enchanted they say.
“I’m fine” dripping from my lips,
Into their ears.
A wave of relief washing over them.
My eyes deep of nothingness.
But they can’t tell
This is their “get out of jail free” card
They play it and don’t look back.
While I’m slowly sinking.
My tears, drowning me
Drowning and sinking
No one to help me
I am alone.
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Author:
Tee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 25th, 2023 08:11
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem when I was feeling down. It was just one of those days when I feel all of this sadness from all of my problems. I remember just sitting at the laundromat wanting to cry but I couldn’t because people were around, so I just wrote in my phone notes.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
They couldn't see that you're drowning because they are further underwater than you. It looks like they're fine because there is no air in the hair.
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