The almost being dead thing

This represents how upsetting it is not to have some one to talk to.

Constantly I get asked “are you okay?”                           

 I say I’m fine but I just feel gray                               

 Everyone is oblivious to my numbness        

   I  strum to the rhythm of my pain               

  Shackled in these chains        

  All because i can’t say “I am ok or fine”        

  Chains are weighing me down 

 And I’m the one called a clown 

  these scars on my wrist 

   Nobody gets the gist

 That I can't do anything but hurt 

And I don’t know how to alert

 How this life is slowly killing me

 No one knows how to agree!

  Nine months free doesn’t mean i'm better

        my wrist get shredded

      And i’m lightheaded 

 all alone in this dark room

     Called life  

Author's Note

If you need some one to talk to you have me

Reviews

[no tell writer]

deep emotional read, nicely written

[River Cole]

Thank you i have needed a way to express myself for a while

[Chris]

Hello...

There ARE times being "empathic" and having a high tolerance for pain is not a "blessing".

[River Cole]

ive gotten used too it but it was stressful on the front end