It doesn't matter if my blood
is running, staining the ground
under my feet.
It doesn't matter if my skin
changed color because of the
scars that lie on it.
It doesn't matter if I am
screaming desperately for help.
It doesn't matter if my heart
broke into a thousand pieces
and my soul was shattered.
It doesn't matter if my tears
turned into blades and every
dropped marked me
permanently; my heart, mind
and soul.
What matters is that you will
never hold me close, because
I am a monster created from
the pain that captured my soul.
No matter what I need, you
will always see it as a "want"..