“Why didn’t you ask for help?”
When I didn’t write for weeks
I was asking for help
When I stopped smiling
When I stopped laughing
When happiness became fake
I was asking for help
When I began to eat less
I was asking for help
When I isolated myself for days
I was asking for help
When your heart shatters
Into a million little fragments
You learn to speak without words.
Posted in response to the challenge PAST CONTESTS – Teenager: In Writing.
i. March 10th, 2020. Spring break. I was eight.
“Mommy, what’s Covid?” I asked curiously.
“Oh, sweetie, that’s nothing to worry about.” She replied.
I was broken
When I met you
Yet you treated me
With compassion
Despite all my flaws,
Despite all my emptiness
You handed me a pen
And showed me a path to the light
You were always a good actor
But you don’t act like you used to
Don’t lie
I can see the pain in your eyes
Your silent cries,
Your pleas for help
And I know in their eyes
Comments
This is so deep, heart-wrenching, and relatable. I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! :)
Thank you!!!! :)
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