Is it so hard to care for me?
Does it take all of your faculties
to just wrap me in your arms
and make me feel your love?
Or am I that difficult to comprehend
that you turn your back on me
even when I am shaking with my sobs
and my body is wracked in pain?
How much more do I have to hurt myself
for you to see me
and really show your concern
without me having to tell you
what I need?
Do I have to leave this life
for you to realize
that even with you sleeping by my side
I am slowly and inevitably dying inside?