Yes, I'm Fine.
You need not worry about me any longer,
for I am soon to be gone.
I am drowning here in a pool of my own crimson tears,
and all you can do is sit and watch in disbelief.
It does not bother me that you couldn't help,
for I knew that would be the case.
No it is in knowing that you did not even try,
that really disturbs me.
You sat there watching me day by day,
as I cried, cut and bled.
You could see the pain behind my eyes,
the pain deep within, yet you did nothing.
You asked me if I was okay,
to which I smiled and said "Yes, I'm fine"
but inside I was screaming, crying even.
If you had to ask if I was okay, is it not obvious that I am not!?
I hate the fact that you had to ask.
I regret everything I have done in this life.
The only good thing I have ever done is when I met you,
and look where that has got us...
The only advice I can give you for the future is,
that if you ever fell the need to ask someone if they are okay,
DON'T! They obviously aren't.
Offer them a helping hand.