are you okay

the posts i saw were terrifying

rushing cold blood through warm skin

referencing your lonely intentions

i didn’t know where to begin

you brought up thoughts to hurt yourself

something that i, no one, takes lightly

i stared at my phone in disbelief

the dark room had it shine out brightly

and i began to type some broken words

of broken sentences that made no sense

but the same “i love you’s” rolled around

you are one of my best friends

and i sat there waiting for a response

ten minutes at that screen, i just stared

and you sent smiling faces back

cause you just wanted to see who cared

you just felt bored and curious

you never would think those things

you never knew how much stress it would cause

for everyone, especially me

but now i can’t shake that thought

it’s just not a thing stable people say

but if it’s true, and you did it for attention,

that’s something awful i can’t think away

just talk to me normally, not on instagram

where people can mess with your mind

it feels as if i need a lie detector now

when i ask you if you’re fine