Wrong.

Silence. 

That’s all I hear. 

Either nobody cares to listen —

Or I have lost them all.

I feel like shit, too.

Why am I the one hated? 

I’ve done nothing wrong.

Friendships like that —

They tear at you until you’re 

Gone and you’re no longer living. 

I’ve been there before.

Nobody believes me since

It happens behind closed doors.

They see nothing wrong.

It’s not always physical. 

Manipulation doesn’t work 

Like that. I had to get out. 

I had to. I had to take control 

Of my own life. Because 

Since you didn’t notice —

Something was wrong.

So, this is a poem I wrote recently and I wanted to share it with all of you because I feel like whenever I write poetry, it's my best writing because it's raw and actually my feelings.