A Poem On Burning
You say that you’re trying but all you’re doing is
saying.
Saying you are trying not
showing.
You say that you care but all you are doing is
saying.
Saying that you care but you are still not
here.
No.
You are still there. Knowing that I am sad
knowing that I need you
knowing there is something you could do.
No.
Trying is not saying, “see you soon.” and then receiving a text message saying,
“see you tomorrow.”
No.
Caring is not saying, “You are more important.”
and then staying
there
not HERE
where I am.
Where I need you to be.
No.
It is a lie when you say, “I miss you.”
only after I burn and scream and force you to acknowledge that I need HELP.
Oh god, I need HELP.
I need to LEAVE and I need to feel OK and I need
HELP.
NO.
It is not you, it is me.
It is everyone and it is
me.