If This Was a Poem
If this was a poem, it would have significant meaning
It would flow so steadily from my.. mouth
If this was a poem, it would tear at your soul
It would tell a story full to the brim with emotion
If this was a poem, maybe they’d listen
To the pain pooling from my lips
A kiss from desolation, a hug from despondency
The emptiness growing inside my stomach,
Begging for a taste of any distraction
To keep my mind off loneliness
If this was a poem, maybe they’d hear me
Shouting… screaming… crying for help
To wipe away my fears and
Save me from… myself
If this was a poem, I would speak from my heart
The one that is broken
And falling apart
Breaking down into tiny fractions
That keeps getting lost… forgotten… abandoned
If this was a poem, it wouldn’t go away
Not even after I’m too far gone
Because there will always be someone
Who will remember
This poem