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Never
Want to Be, Again
By: Jillian Boland
Never Want to Be, Again
What can I truly say to you
That hasn't been said through gritted teeth?
And would you even consider listening,
Acknowledge my anxiety?
I've tried before and lost track.
I beg and hug and cry until I'm
Shaking and frantic and broken and someone that
I don't want to be.
Worrying, while you just sit there
Oblivious to the loving concern that smothers everyone
around you.
And you firmly press your suicide threats
Against your wrists.
Draining my strength, not yours
What do you want to hear?
Is the screaming of my tears good enough?
Of course not . . . why would it be?
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