You Don'T Care Poem by Tonya Kincheloe
You Don'T Care
I want to show you my wrist.
But you'll just turn away.
You can't see the blood on my shirt.
Because you don't care anymore.
I've always been lost.
But you never tried to find me.
I tried to tell you to take the knife.
But you didn't hear me.
Because you don't care.
You can't hear me at all.
Because you don't want to.
Because you hate me.
I cut my wrist.
You can't see I'm in pain.
Because you don't care.
You don't care if I'm in pain.
You don't care if I die.
You just don't care.
And I know it.
I feel about this one, the way I do the lasst one. I really can't say one is better but I do want to remindf the writer that the shorter the writing is, the more impact each word has and generally the more memorable the writing. GW62
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5/8/2024 8:02:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
you know i used to be a saint, going around preaching about how god can save and help us through. but you know im losing my faith. i know how you feel cuz this poem is how i feel today and have felt for the past three years of my life.