Can you see me?

I'm standing right in front of you,

Raw and bare,

Exposing all my flaws.

~o~

Can you feel me?

My skin is rough

Like sand paper

From trying to fend off the blows.

~o~

Can you hear me?

I'm screaming your name.

My voice is hoarse and uneven,

But it's still there.

Calling.

~o~

Can you smell me?

I reek of heartbreak

That's been left out in the sun

For far too long.

~o~

Can you taste me?

My flavor has diminished.

My lips are dry and cracked,

The fervor for life has been sucked from them.

~o~

The answer is no.

You don't see me

Feel me

Hear me

Smell me

Taste me

Because

You.

Don't.

Care.