It stopped beating

Sometimes, Just being there for someone is enough.

Looking into the world, I notice.
Dark covers light,
Leaving it never to be seen.

And this is what leads us to our demise.

We go on with our life,
Never realizing,

The people who dry their tears.
Right before smiling.
We never notice their dull eyes,
So people die.
With pills in their mouths,

Slits on their wrists,

Or a gun to their head.

Because they spent years,
With broken dreams.
And an even more broken heart.

So they believe life isn't worth living.
And they just wish, Someone was listening.
And cried.
As their heart stopped beating.

Author's Note

Tell me what you all think! Do you have any ideas of how I can Improve? Go right ahead and say so! I don't mind it. Have a good day Y'all!

Reviews

[jesserose99]

I think we do miss the sadness in peoples eyes, the world is a crazy place and people get going with their busy lives and miss the need in others for some kind of validation. I see what you are saying here. Dark poem...but I like it. Nice write.