Self-ruin

don’t understand my anger

my stoic expression

why am I crying

and this confession

I am so afraid

I ruin everything

all I touch and see

crumbles at my feet

and I cannot speak

tongue sliced by

need for acceptance

how will you see me

once you’ve seen me weep

will my facade be pardoned

or will I be abandoned

because I am weak

pretend to be okay

as though I can’t be hurt

but the silence, emptiness

is splitting me

losing me

does it hurt?