Poetry

Worthless

Dedicated to Khiana, who has inspired me to do poetry again

Thanks, hun;)

.....

Cuts on her hips

Tears in her eyes

Nobody cares

And she wonders why

"Silly question,"

The voices imply

"Nobody will care,

Not 'till you die,

And even then,

You'll still be worthless

But death is the only way

That you'll hurt less"

Cut down her wrist

Closed are her eyes

With blood on the side

Tears stream down their faces

And she wonders why

"You didn't care then

So why do you care now?"

She asks herself

As she watched the scene

"Well, the answer is clear,"

The voice enters her mind,

"They cry only because they feel obliged,

Not to cry would seem a crime,

Everyone should morn a loss of life,

But they don't really care,

They don't even mind

After all,

It's only you that died"