a deep dark abyss
of a heart rises
the pain she can’t resist
unknowingly consuming her
it starts as nothing
a night crying disregarded
thought as hormones
not actual tears from her heart
the silence follows
people pushing feelings aside
not knowing the silly words hurt
not knowing how she cries at night
she’s regarded as talentless
thought as a person without
attention-worthy opinions
one who’s feelings don’t matter
she tempts thoughts of harm
picking up a blade, but setting it back
knowing she couldn’t stand the pain afterwards
just wanting people to see how she hurts
just wanting people to care for her
just wanting to be appreciated
just wanting people to pray for her
but no one knows
so the pain just sits in her heart
even with a smile on her face
even when she laughs
inside, she cries
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC
a deep dark abyss
of a heart rises
the pain she can’t resist
unknowingly consuming her
it starts as nothing
a night crying disregarded
thought as hormones
not actual tears from her heart
the silence follows
people pushing feelings aside
not knowing the silly words hurt
not knowing how she cries at night
she’s regarded as talentless
thought as a person without
attention-worthy opinions
one who’s feelings don’t matter
she tempts thoughts of harm
picking up a blade, but setting it back
knowing she couldn’t stand the pain afterwards
just wanting people to see how she hurts
just wanting people to care for her
just wanting to be appreciated
just wanting people to pray for her
but no one knows
so the pain just sits in her heart
even with a smile on her face
even when she laughs
inside, she cries
Wrote this three years ago. Life was not going well.
