Suffering

Oh why do I suffer so?
The pain inside me, nobody knows
I cry at night, until I fall asleep
I mask this invisible pain inside me,
These drugs make it worse, nobody can see.
The cuts I make, go from sliver to deep.
Bleeding too much I fall into a sleep.
Stuck on the cold ground,
I can't move, therefore I can't be found.
A knock on the door,
I'm right here, laying on the floor.
I can't move, I can't call out.
I scream and shout
Only to hear a whimper of silence
I cry for help, but only in selfishness
At least that's what I'm told.
My pain and suffering is getting old!
Why can't I escape this depression?
Maybe one more therapy session
Will help me get past my aggression.
I'm so angry with the world
That any kind of happiness is curled
I'm so angry at this life
That I feel no pain when my skin meets the knife
Again,
So many scars fashion my arms.
People see them! Yet it raises no alarm.
I need help. But where?
Somewhere where my thoughts won't scare.
My thoughts are dark and livid
The scariest life u think of, yea I lived it!
I don't know what I'm doing anymore
Yea ill live for sure
But how long will I be Able to put up with it?
This question comes and goes.
I knew the answer, but still nobody knows.