Elle (theroadtoelle) wrote,

Band aids on a mortal wound

I said I sympathised,
and I meant it,
but I never understood.

And I didn't know that
I didn't understand until
it hit too close to home.

Meaningless platitudes and
empty acknowledgements
are no substitute for someone
who has drowned in the same
inky depths.
Tags: poems, poetry

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