11/28/2012 10:23
I sit alone with a sharp dagger pressed against my vein.
In my head I am screaming over and over again.
My voice can't drown out the feelings of hurt and shame.
Will I ever feel anything but this darkness and pain?
Someone help me please,
Can someone gather the broken parts of me?
Will you help me please?
I walk down the streets, a happy smile painted on my face.
There can be no tears, nothing must appear out of place.
I must swallow my pain, I must hide my secret disgrace.
I feel empty inside, can anything fill this dark space?
Someone help me please,
Can someone gather the broken parts of me?
Will you help me please?
Can anyone save me?