If You Noticed Poem by Austin Rush

If you noticed, the pain that is brought
Time will only tell, tik...tok.
Ignorance is you field, it is you're expertise
But one by one, piece by piece
My heart starts to rip, it starts to degrade
Whenever you turn, it drives me insane.
This emotion I feel, is not only caused by me,
but the blood, it speaks, laying next to me.
You hear me complain, you hear me plead,
But you will never get, what I mean.
You ignore it, but me, in the back of your head
But really, let's face it, I'm such a dread.
I hide inside walls, as the nightmares creep,
They lay in my bed, where I should sleep.
If I was special, and meaningful to you,
Then maybe you would look, a little less blue.
You stare at me, with eyes of despair,
And underneath, that plastic smile,
Lies a face, I haven't seen in a while.
You pretend in front of people, and portray someone you're not,
But surely, and truly, turn this knose, into a knot.
You scream and scream, for a way out,
But darling, let me help you, you surely won't pout.
You push me away, and let me out,
You don't even tell me, what you think about.
I'm full of sorrow, and I need your help,
I ask, I bleed, and all I do is yelp.
You never care, you don't bat an eye,
You're way to busy, to even cry.
I thought love was more than this, cries and lies,
But it seems, I'm devoted, to dies and hides.
What even is this? What do I mean? I always say, 'I Love You', you punch me in the spleen.
Do you still want to know? Do you really want to see?
Then go ahead, use the knife, it isn't use to me.
The knife you behold, is wicked and dull,
The Reaper controls you, it's sickened and cold.
I really need you, I really want to help,
But all you do, is fear my help.
This life that I was given, is full of nuts and bolts,
The life that you were given, is full of jokes and cokes.
Do you see now? What's inside,
Can you see how? The demon, I cry.
You may think, this poem is cliche or dumb,
But dear, I'm here to tell you, this is the last one.
Why? You may ask, all of these questions,
That boil inside, these misconceptions... I thought I died.
I thought I knew you, I thought you wanted me,
But it's all too late, this isn't funny.
Do you still want to know? Do you still want to try?
You're a little too late, I already died.
This is my ghost, this isn't even me,
It's all apart of your imagination, this is just a dream.
I hope all is well, I hope your life's alright,
Cause I'm gone, my soul took flight.
My ashes are gone, blown away,
If you noticed, today was my day.