What am I

Supposed to do?

When all I can think about,

Is how much I love you.

You’re in my head.

And soon in find,

That though I try,

I don’t want you out of my mind.

I want to hear your voice.

I want to keep you around.

But you don’t notice, so

I’m lying here on the ground.

Razor in one hand,

Cuts on the other wrist.

Each one a tally,

For every lie that you missed.

All I wanted to get,

Was for you to stay.

I really just wanted you to ask,

“Are you okay?”

But no.

You all just keep on your way.

You just keep walking,

And go one with your day.

Somehow I almost regret,

Having never told

Just how much I really wanted

Someone to hold.

Though maybe I just wanted

To be held for a while,

Just to have someone listen,

And maybe give me a smile.

But now it doesn’t matter.

Because I’m cold on the floor.

And now it really doesn’t matter.

Because I can’t want anymore...