my silent death

I sit in my room,
Shedding silent tears.
I grab a blade,
And start to slice at my arm.
I’m crying as I do this,
Because no one seems to care.
They don’t see the real me,
And for that I am truly scared.
They see me smile,
And laugh.
But they can’t see that it’s just a mask.
They don’t see,
That on the inside I’m screaming,
I’m screaming at them:
Why can’t you see the real me?!
But they don’t take any notice.
They drive me to the edge of sanity,
But they don’t even care.
They could never see past the mask.
I regret that now.
I’m on the verge of insanity now,
And I know it was a mistake,
But it’s to late now.
I fall to the floor,
A pool of crimson clouds my view.
I can’t seem to move,
No matter how hard I try.
I realise what’s happening,
I realise I went too far.
But now I can finally be free,
Free of all the burdens I had to carry.
I close my eyes,
And start to drift away.
I know that I’m dying,
And I’m glade that it’s really happening.
I start to feel cold,
I know that I only have a few seconds left.
So I just let go,
And let my life slip away.
And then there was no more,
Not a single breath,
Not one more heartbeat.
It was over,
My silent death.

my silent death

darklove

Joined November 2008

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