Words From The Heart (Poetry)

Here I am...

You don't get it, do you?
You don't understand my pain,
you don't hear my silent screams.
You just don't get it.

You don't understand what you cause,
you don't understand the thoughts that flow in my mind.
You don't understand the jagged lines on my wrist that flow red.
You just don't understand.

You don't get how much I want to just... leave.
Leave before I do something I'll regret.
But you don't see it,
and you just don't care.

So here I am, sitting on the cold tile floor with tears flowing out of my eyes;
Here I am, wishing I weren't alive.
Here I am, picking up that tattered razor again.
Here... I... Am...