That day when my sweet 16's didn't seem so sweet
I grabbed that knife and I cut too deep
The blood on my thighs
that look in my eyes
is there a way to get out
am I trapped in my mind
scared to die but too sad to live
the guilt in my soul
Each cut a confession
but I’m losing control
I put on my mask but I was so beat
the blood on the ground
cant see my feet
screaming so loud
but I don't make a sound<3

I press it deep, the blood runs red,
I loved you more than words have said.
But you’re with him, and I can’t stay,
Falling down, lost in dismay.

A love that burned, now fades to gray,
Left alone, I slip away.

I am utterly alone,
A hollow echo in the dark,
Where silence swallows every tone,
And hope fades like a distant spark.

The nights stretch long with aching still,
No hand to reach, no voice to call,
My tears are rivers, yet they spill
Unnoticed, unseen—nothing at all.

I sit here alone, staring at that chair,
Eating slowly, lost in the air.
Once it held laughter, warmth, and light,
Now it’s a shadow of someone’s goodbye.

Time drips like honey, heavy and slow,
As I linger with memories, both tender and low.
The chair remains empty, a testament true,
To the love that once filled it, now lost in the blue.

They can yell, They can scream,
I'll sit silent and listen,
Because, "To be a good leader,
you have to be a good listener"
Even if they don't say things you want to hear like,
“You’re such an attention seeker.”
“You’re not worth the effort..."

So dark, so heavy, I drown in the quiet,
Memories of him swirl, a relentless riot.
Panic grips me; my heart starts to race,
I cry, I laugh—lost in this space.

I kick at the walls, I punch at the air,
Just leave me alone; it’s too much to bear.
In this storm of despair, I’m bound to stay,
Shadows my only companions, night swallows the day.

I’m thirteen years old, a ghost in the crowd,
Wearing a smile, but it’s heavy and loud.
In silent corners, I fight with my mind,
In a world that feels cruel, unkind.

Each mark I make is a story untold,
A way to express what I can’t let unfold.
The pain feels like relief, a sharp, bitter sting,
A fleeting escape from the chaos it brings.

Alone in my thoughts, drowning in fear,
A shadowy presence that whispers, “Stay near.”
Days blend to nights, a cycle unbroken,
In whispers of darkness, I feel so forsaken.
Every cut, a different story..