Am I Really Okay?

I think about you and the tears
Just start rolling down and I
Wear a very unflattering frown;
Am I really okay?

The laughter we shared echoing
In the emptiness of my aching heart;
All the dreams of us I had seem so far,
But am I really okay with this?

I've stared at my wrist with
Thoughts of tainting unscarred
Skin with that mighty strong blade,
Does this mean I'm really okay?

If the darkness from your absence
Leaves me in a bitter rage of jealousy
With a lasting wonder of a question...
Can you tell if I'm really okay?