I’ve been through it
I don’t need it explained
I’d like to listen though
no judgement here
In a hallway
dark
dank
lonely
Holds the tears of the
many before us
I’ve done something bad
something that
I said I wouldn’t do
No one seems to care
But I tried to be ok
I tried so hard
oh I tried
I cried
I screamed
I tried so hard
I wait silently
barely breathing
patient
but still sure that you’re
going to yell
That must have been
so hard-
to search for someone
to listen only to
get turned away from
Bare arms covered in scars
some healed
some fresh
Do you see?
Do you?
Please tell me-
do you?
Others do-
and they shame me
every day for it
sneering at my lack of
self control
I understand now
my broken friend
you only cry for help
if you believe there’s help
to cry for.
You wanted to be heard
Not condemned
Not silenced
I hear you.
Oh deep and riveting in the pain and anguish felt to be understood.
And here they have been, you have been heard.