Scars

Pain begins

I cannot seem to shed a single tear

I fear I have already used all my tears

That never will another tear fall from my broken eyes

I feel as though I'm just floating through this life

Nobody seems to notice, nobody seems to care

The only way I can feel something inside myself again

Is if I pull a blade across my skin

The moment I feel the skin underneath the razor split is when I feel most as ease

This war I'm fighting only seems to be a one sided battle

My head is fighting and damaging my body, littering it with scars

Yet my body does nothing, it allows the skin to split open and pour out the pain that is inside, even if the relief only lasts a few seconds before turning into yet more pain

Hidden away

Screaming

Screaming so loud, wanting to be happy again or maybe even just to remember what happiness feels like.

This war is carrying on and there's no help coming

Therefore it is goodbye to this cruel world.