Just a poem I whipped up about someone who doesn't give a shit about me...

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Just a poem I whipped up about someone who doesn't give a shit about me...

Do you remember when I told I was bleeding?
You told me I had you.
For all those times I felt like dying.
I thought your words were true.
Do remember while I sat crying?
You gently said "stop".
All the failure that was in me
Shown in every teardrop.
Do you remember when we talked?
It feels so long ago now
It really meant something to me
Yet I lost you somehow.
Do you remember asking “are you okay?”
Even if I said “yeah I’m fine”
You’d find out my problem
While you patiently listened to me whine.
Do you remember me asking advice?
Regrettably, I took it
Now look at me… actually don’t
I’m horrible, ugly even I can admit.
Do you remember me at all?
Or am I just a blur?
Did I ever matter or was I just used?
I could jump or slit, whatever you prefer…