He is so alone in his mind
Empty
He cries out
No one hears the sound
There is no one with him
No one can enter his heart
Cloaked in blackness
He can't even scream anymore
Enveloped in hurt
No one sees
He stares away from them
A fake smile perches on his face
He wants happiness for everyone
He sees their troubles
He helps however he can
He cares for them
He is always there for them
But who is there for him?
Who will help him?
Who will hold him?
Who will wipe his tears?
Who will keep his demons away?
No one
How can he tell them?
It will only worry them
They have enough to think about
Why should they have to lift his troubles as well as their own?
So he keeps quiet
Plasters a smile on his face
They never notice
So he stays alone in his black box
Finally one day he is angry with himself
All he wants is to make himself guilty
They whisper at him
He sees the metal
It shines so bright in his dark room
He takes it to his skin
Instantly he isn't alone
He isn't angry
He isn't empty
He isn't scared
This feeling is so savory, so sweet
How can he let it go?
Again
Again
Again
They scream now
I want more!
I want more!
I want more!
Until marks cover his skin
So alone in his mind
So empty
He cries out
But no one hears the sound