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"I just need you to see me" by me.

For the wonderful person who requested a poem about needing someone to see that she’s broken.


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depressed depression sad lonely hurt friends mypost alone broken lit Friendship hurting best friend friend best friends prose sadness poetry depressing poem Literature Friendships spilled ink creative writing poems prose poetry I just need you to see me
It’s okay to cry if the person you thought loves you ends up tearing you apart by leaving.
I liked you better When you weren’t Close enough To hurt me.
“Home is where the heart is,” they say, but I can’t find my heart. No wonder I never feel at home. I get caught in bed sheets and bad dre...
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Sometimes people get sad and you have got to learn to just let them be, okay? There is nothing wrong with letting people be sad. But there i...
You are all kinds of twisted and broken and I want to fix you, but I need saving just as much as you do.
I want someone to tell me that they won’t leave. That I’m worth more than being left behind.
This pain inside of me had never stopped me from trying for you. So don’t tell me that I gave up, because when I was hurting the most,...
If you are going to leave, just go, and shut that door tight on the way out. I don’t want to play the ‘half in, half out’ ...
I’m afraid that one day you won’t see me as something special anymore.
You can never know how sad a person truly is until you see them laugh while they are crying roughly, flinching away from your touch when you...