Why Don't I Write You A Poem

Collage Chapter

Threw a bunch of unfinished poems together the best I could to make this...

   If they knew what I go through they wouldn't insult, they'd applaud me.
There are people who have it worse than me,
But that doesn't make this bearable.
I feel the pain all over my body,
But that doesn't mean I'm not numb.
People love me,
But that doesn't mean I'm not alone.
I live in this house,
But that doesn't mean I have a home.
I don't hear much but the silence is deafening.
I'm not suicidal I just wish that I would die.
I have these stupid thoughts everytime I close my eyes.
I'm begging and I'm pleaing but the voices will not stop.
I'd say I feel so happy but I know that'd be a lie.
If I could only erase one part of me I would consider myself whole.
I can't take back what I've done.
The scars will always stay.
This sickness is sadistic,
It'll never go away.
No it will give me pain,
Every single day.
Im not afraid to die I'm afraid of what might happen when I do.
I'm not protecte,
I do everything on my own.
There are so many things that I do not know.
If I could turn back the clock, I would've never said hello. If I knew I would hurt you I would've said no.
You are worth every drop of blood in my body and more.