Blind.

Blind.

A Poem by +Naomi+
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Perfect vertical cuts on my wrist.
I wear short-sleeves and tank tops,
flashing my wrist at you.
You still don't see.

I hyperventilate and I worry.
I witnessed traumatic events as a child.
Insomnia and depression rule over me
and still you see no trace of an anxiety disorder.
Are you f*****g blind, mom?

Suicide has become a weakness to me.
I'm weak and mood swings overcome me.
Mania is my high point.
Depression; my low.
No though, there's no way I'm depressed at all.
There's no damn way I can be bipolar.
Right...How is it not obvious?

I'm depressed and obsolete, I hate doing anything.
I'm bipolar and have anxiety disorders.
I stop eating for days because I hate myself.
I worry over the littlest things
and I cut when things go wrong for me.

But f**k that.

To you?
I'm happy. I have to be.
My grades slip only 
because I have trouble paying attention.
I cry all the time only
because of f*****g puberty.
My weights messed up only
because of my mood swings.

ARE YOU BLIND?!

© 2011 +Naomi+


Author's Note

+Naomi+
About my mother, who ALWAYS has to overlook my problems

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thanks for the read request! this a great write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Naomi.. I understand exactlly where your coming from. Infact, I tryed just the other day to talk to my mom about my ADD, bipolarness, and schizophrenia but she refused to hear any of it. She will never admit somethign could be wrong with me.. But she does with Emily. Infact thats all she talks about. And I know that that isn't Emilys fault but it dosen't change anything. And Emily..... Is another story. (Poem idea).. But I'm sorry, and neither of us can really change it, we an't change their thoughts or oppinions.. But we can be there for eachother :/
I mean it sucks you don't have your mom to support you, and I know that what you really want.. But I'll be there (: I can t be a motherly figure, but I can be a best friend.. And in the end.. Thats all I really want, so I'll be happy to give that to you. And I wish I could take this all away, and make feel better.. :/

Posted 12 Years Ago


Absolutely brilliant in it's simplicity. A message made so incredibly clear, with no room for misunderstanding. Emotionally blunt and sometimes, that's the only way to be. Thanks. This is an eye opener for the headblind!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Alot of anger and story, but you need less words. Try editing out alot of and's and to's and what have you and it wil be perfect.

Posted 12 Years Ago


i think a parents weekness is in the not wanting to see their child in pain....and some parents cope with this by simply not seeing things that are there. if you are still in high school i would talk to a guidance counselor (since your mom is refusing to listen) and i know it sounds lame, but they can help....they can even talk to your mother for you....i was lucky that i had parents who listened to me and when i told them i thought i had depression they got me help immediately...i hope you will be able to talk to your mother someday and that she will be ready to listen

this was an awesome poem, thank you for sharing :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Omg! I dont think you know how much that relates to me... like wow haha

I love this

Posted 12 Years Ago


I hate when people do that. so much anger in this I like it. good write

Posted 12 Years Ago


I once knew someone who was servilely over weight and he started working out. I saw him every day as we hung out all the time. It is funny I never saw the weight coming off him until one day he looked so different to me and only then did I realize he had made changes to himself.

When we are close to someone and see them day in and day out we can perceive things as being normal with them because we see them so closely vs. if I had not seen my friend everyday and we were apart for a year I would have noticed instantly the change. As children of our parents we expect them to be our protector and to know all in our life especially when we need them most. Sometimes though it is our responsibility to speak up and communicate our truth to them vs. hoping they see it for them self. That can take some time where words are more immediate.

A strong poem one with deep hurt, emotions and cries for help.

Posted 12 Years Ago


sounds lyk my biological father always saying "no i didnt hi her she slipped into the wall. no her grades slipped cause her moms in rehab. no she cuz she misses her mommy". fuk him and his mother fuking soul.

oops off topic, thyis poem definetally has a lot of emotion in it. great write

Posted 12 Years Ago



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