God, do you see me...
Crying myself to sleep?
God, do you see me...
forcing my fingers down my throat to vomit?
God, do you see...
The bruises on my heart?
God, do you see...
Me bring the razor in intricate designs on my skin
So i will bleed?
God, do you see...
My imperfectness?
God do you see...
My mom scream at me?
God do you see...
Me at all?
Rebecca Hall
Yes he does. And like Cass says it kills him when he sees you suffer, but in good time all will be anew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He sees you and all that you do. It hurts but he knows that one day it will all be better.