Hidden Messages Poem by Hannah Anderson
Hidden Messages
The blood drips down
Staining my sleeve
But I don’t care, it doesn’t matter
Nothing does, not the pain that won’t leave
Nor the sick emptiness
That is controlling my every move
The blood seems an unreadable message
Showing the world I have something to prove
But I don’t know what I want to say
Or how to make them care
They turn their backs and look away
Pretending nothings there
They deny that we’ve got problems
They say it’s just a phase
Something we’ll get over soon
I can hear them thru the daze
Now my mind is getting blurry
I can’t tell right from wrong
J don’t know what my blood is saying
I’ve forgotten, I’ve waited far too long
Now I can’t turn back
I’ve gone in way too deep
I’m sinking faster than I should
I guess what we sow is what we reap
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4/30/2024 8:40:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hannah, I know I don't know you and I've commented on like 2 of your poems. But I used to cut. Sometimes, I'm still tempted. And I know exactly what you're going through. I know I'm only 16 and don't always know what I'm talking about, but if you ever seriously need to talk to someone, you can e-mail me at ya_4_jesus123@yahoo.com I know what you're going through. I'm sorry...I know it's so much for one person to carry. And I just wanted to say that you are not alone. And I know this is probably really weird to say, but send me a message if you ever need to talk, I'm here. This is really really good by the way.