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Within the shadows,

I cry myself to sleep,

In the darkness,

I slowly creep.

Whispering words,

In my own head,

Telling me to suffer,

Persuading me to be dead.

Screaming cries for help,

If only someone could hear,

But no one can feel my suffering,

No one can see my tears.

I'm trapped behind this mask,

You would call a smile,

The world is cold and cruel,

My life is harsh and vile.

No one knows the tears I spill,

No one knows how much help I need,

The pain taking over me,

Hurts like hell, and did succeed.

My suicidal thoughts,

Are taking control of me,

Imprisoned behind my own self,

So that no one can worry.

Because I don't want anyone,

To give me stupid pity,

I just have to face the facts,

That this is reality.

- Bianca Nicole (InfiniteStory10)


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