I'm Okay

A poem I wrote when I was thirteen.

He's spitting insults at me

One after the other,

fast and hard

Just like one of those machines that shoots out tennis balls

and it never even notices

if you're being pummeled to death

by those little green balls

 

But he is not a machine,

so when I look up at him I don't try

to stop the tears

that are pooling in my eyes

Because I just want him to realize

that it hurts

 

He stops mid sentence,

and looks at me

And I know I see it�"concern.

We just stare at each other

and I swear I could see him

scrolling through the memories in his mind,

remembering

that I was the one

he never wanted to hurt.

 

He speaks to me

like he's forgotten

everything we did

And it really feels like my insides are crumbling

And my heart is breaking

And my head is screaming

 

But I'm okay

I'm okay

I'm okay.

 

I see them

And I miss him more than ever

So much that I could just walk up to him and throw my arms around him

just the way I used to.

 

But he throws his arms around her

and I just stand there alone

With this huge stone sinking in my stomach

But as bad as it is

 

I'm okay

I'm okay

I'm okay.

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[J.A.N]

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