Alone in the rain
I stand again.

Wishing that I
Could see you one more time.

I try to come to you,
But only get pushed away
With so much left to say...

Everyday I fall further.
Every night I get lost deeper in my mind.

How far will I fall?
Will I be found?

I hit rock bottom.
I hit without making a sound.

I have the heart of a killer.
I have the mind of a warrior.
I have the soul of a wolf.
I may not look threatening,
But I am more deadly than I am portrayed to be.

If you saw what was under my sleeves, you wouldn't come near me.

I choose to hide the scars because I'm tired of being alone.

The scars of loneliness are deep and never go away.

Some fade, but still remain visible.

If you knew what I've done to myself, you wouldn't stay.

Yeah, I have trust issues.
You would too after being backstabbed as many times as me.

Everyone, who you thought of as trustworthy, stabbing at the same time. For your entire life, until adulthood.

Then the blades break, left under the skin as a constant reminder.
A reminder of what happens when you trust others.

So, yeah, I've got trust issues.
Because trust is an illusion.

You don't know what its like
To be unwanted by everyone,
To see through all the fake smiles
they show.

You don't know what its like
To want to die,
And be unwanted by Death.

But I do.
I live with this pain everyday.
Knowing that not even Death wants me.

I suffer in silence,
Not because I won't speak,
But because no one will listen.