Peeled Raw

The words can't come in standard lines and formal sentences

They crawl out my eyes and form wet jumbled messes on the home screen.

I feel that

raw.

Where you don't feel the feelings but it becomes your state of being.

I am now the definition of sad, hurt, abandoned, confused and fucking forgiving.

Maybe it's not about me but it feels personal

Maybe it's a misunderstanding but I'm still ignored

Maybe you'll read this and laugh but it was real to me

I guess that's the hardest part

Wondering if I was that important to you.

Mes. G