I Am D-E-A-D.

I
am
T-I-R-E-D.

Tired of the hate.

Tired of the fighting.

I
just
want
to
S-L-E-E-P.

Sleep, forever.

Sleep, finally at peace.

I
am
U-N-H-E-A-R-D.

Unheard, like the wind.

Unheard, because they choose not to hear.

No
one
ever
L-I-S-T-E-N-S.

Listens, like I do for them.

Listens, to the scars I carry.

I
am
too
hurt
to
feel
the
P-A-I-N.

Pain, that no one knows of.

Pain, that rips right through me.

I
am
B-L-E-E-D-I-N-G.

Bleeding out the anger, letting it soak.

Bleeding out the anger, so I won't choke.

I
am...

D-E-A-D.

On the inside.