there’s this gaping hole
in my heart
yet they never noticed I was
bleeding.
my heart bleeds
a mess of jumbled-up
sentences.
they tell me this
sadness is
temporary
yet I see it in their eyes
the
concern
as the therapist asks me about the past four years
as my heart bleeds
a mess of jumbled-up
sentences.
more medication, she says
as if chemicals and logic can cure
emotions
as if a pill can stop the bleeding
my heart bleeds
a mess of jumbled-up
sentences.
no words
can explain
my pain.
-Lucy
There are many moments
Where I don’t feel
Deserving
Of the attention
Today I’m reminding myself
Of how far I’ve come,
All the years I’ve spent
Living in pain
I’ve kept every card I’ve ever received
For as long as I can remember
People fade in and out of your life
Eventually lost in the past, forgotten
I read their letters after sunset
“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
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