Unwell Poem by Gabriella Franco

Clutching a journal
Crying alone
She sits on the corner of her bed

Wicked storms.
Those who hate her.
Terrible thoughts in her head.

Cheating and lying
She'd stopped this
One more lie. 'Never Again'

Tearing at her flesh
Writing a song
She loses herself instead

The words make no sense
Only to her
Memories she can't forget

Dirty, hated. Unreal. She can't feel.
Crying. Lying. Unreal. She can't feel.

Tearing up the pages
Of imperfect phrases
She hates what's inside
She doesn't want to cry

She's a concrete angel
In a world of strangers
No one can crack her shell

She hates to lie.
But she says 'i'm fine'
She's not crazy, she's just unwell.