They Dont Know

by Elissa morris   Oct 17, 2006


They don't know me,
Don't know me inside,
Of the tears I cry.
Or the pain I hide.

The cuts I cause,
The blood I spill,
The hours I spend,
Planning my death and will.

The hole I sink into,
The dreams I see,
How much I hate myself,
Hate ugly pathetic me.

I draw pictures slowly,
And scare them all away,
Can't you tell that I'm dying?
That I'm really not ok?!!!

I can't take this,
Or do this anymore,
I fall to my knees,
And break on the floor.

It's all too much,
This is no life to live,
I can take just enough,
But he still gives.

It just never stops,
I just fall,
There is nobody there,
To catch my fall.

My screams remain silent,
My scars all unseen,
My words unsaid,
Stories of where I've been.

My secrets concealed,
Life a terrible mess,
I can never change,
So I will never confess.

And they will never know me,
No, never ever inside,
Or see the tears I cry,
Or the secrets I hide.

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