Stranger…

I just came across this poem that I wrote a few years ago.. I thought I would publish it here…

I knew you once, I’m certain I did,
But this person that you’ve become is a person that I barely recognise.
And as I watch you spiral into another emotionless fall;
I can’t help but wonder – are you aware that you’re killing us both?

Sometimes I wish you could be a fly on the wall in your own life,
If you could see the damage you’re creating all around you…
Would you still continue to hurt yourself so?

If I screamed, cried, shouted..
Would it make any difference?
Would you hear me if I told you that I can’t watch you die?

I knew you once, I’m certain sure I did.