Darkness is all she sees When she looks at you Even when she looks at me The abyss of her sorrows Goes down for days Each day she borrows Because it has never been the same
There are taunting whispers Turning to screams She lays awake crying Afride of her dreams The abyss in her heart A hole to huge to fill The abyss in her soul It will never heal
She wonders each morning How she will feel If today's not a good day She wonders how she'll deal She has been falling for a while now But no one has noticed She has been hiding for a while now But no one has found out
Her abyss is her prison Her skin her cell She's on eternial lockdown Trying to breakout Her efforts are pointless Her attemps she has failed She wants to stop trying But the pain she can't bare
She is begging for help But no one is listening She is living this hell But they dont see her missing They don't notice The look in her eyes But I, I notice Every single time
My abyss is my prison My skin is my cell Is it of my own making I can't even tell My wrist they hold scars My heart is all bandaged My soul tells the stories My mouth can't manage
By; Breannah Cross
I feel that this is a poem that needs to be written, to the people who read and enjoy my work I thank you from the deepest part of me because this is the only way i know how to tell anything I feel. Thank you for reading and hopefully enjoying Breannah Cross