Letter

Here goes nothing, another bloody letter...
Here goes another poem, another piece of my soul
That you will never read; never know.
Here goes another cut in flesh,
Carving an endless rush and mesh of feelings...
Squeezing the wound shut as if to say
"Please release me."
And I wish I could tell you, my dear,
Just how alone I am in this moment...
Despite 1000 friends surrounding me,
Despite 10000 people needing me...
Despite enough loving me...
And I wish I could say they're enough..
But I get lost in my head sometimes
And I forget they need me, they want me...
And I convince myself they do not...
And I'm sad, and confused, and I'm lost...
But I don't think they'll understand.
No one cares deep down, it's all superficial
And as I'm writing this readerless letter, I wonder:
Do you even care anymore?