Pain was the only way she knew how to be

Pain was the only thing she knew
The only constant in her life
The only company she had
So she embraced it
Till one day it was too much
for her to bear

The moon got used to the sounds
Every night,
the weeping
Tears were all she had

Another night came
but this time
the sounds are gone
and so is she

Pain*
is the fertilizer
for the most *fragrant of flowers

The voices in her head
Haunt her when she goes to bed

The secrets that she swears to keep
Make her sick from lack of sleep

Late at night she cries
But to their concerns, "I'm fine," she lies

She looks in the mirror and hates what she sees
From her frizzy hair to her chubby knees

She fights for the strength to go on
But fears no one will miss her when she is gone

Alone at night she puts up a fight

She holds on to her dreams
As the voices in her head let out their screams

But she builds up hope
And puts down her rope

The tears spill
But she puts down each pill

Not today,

Not tonight

She puts up a fight
Praying that one day, she'll be alright