we are
built from the inside out
like a peach
saturated with yearning

at the core
a pit
gods curse

a gnawing insistent mouth
a hollow writhing
veiled by shames
insult of desire

must i beg you
to love me
or better yet
let death give me rest
to forget

You think me scared of you?
*****, do not flatter thee.
You are a voice before thunder,
inaudible. insignificant. small.

Now be gone before me,
Remove thyself from my world.
A service as yours is easily found.
Darken another door with open legs.

Once. Twice. Three times.
One. Two. Three promises broken.
Forced smiles and long sleeves
Hiding the secrets her wrists tell.
Don't ask, don't tell.
That's the rule.
They didn't ask.
So she didn't tell.
She didn't tell when the demons teased her.
Or when the blades traced her veins.
Or when the bleach burnt her throat.
Not even when the rope fastened tight on her neck.
She tried to tell, but you wouldn't listen.
You wouldn't listen when she cried alone every night.
Or when she begged for the pain to stop.
Or when she screamed for you in the darkness.
But why would you?
She always smiled.
Always seemed happy.
It's easy to ignore the warnings
When you're on the outside.
Maybe you should have listened though.
You could have stopped the blades.
Or kept the pills from her.
Or taken her from that ledge.
If only you had listened.
But how were you supposed to know
If she never told you out loud..
Right?

she's a song
you'll never hear
because you never listened.