**Trigger Warning: Self-harm and Suicide**
She sits in the dark of her room
Staring at walls, wondering where she went wrong
The seething shadows in the corners
Not half as dark as the shadows in her heart
Icy fingers spread through her every nerve
Her lungs contact and her throat constricts
As tears sting her eyes, stream down her face
And a soundless scream rips from her body, never heard
Alone and with practiced silence
She draws a line of red across her wrist
Again and again, burning scarlet blooms
Like the rose once received, long forgotten
Her heart shatters and her mind shrieks
But it's too late now, her demons seduce
Salt and iron stain her sheets
But she takes care to hide the truth
3am and she sobs into her pillow
Her body shaking before finally shutting down
6am she tears herself awake
Her veins weighed down by molten lead
Dragging herself away from safe comfort
She chokes back sobs and little food
Mentally preparing for her daily torture
As she dons her usual disguise
A baggy sweatshirt covers her frailty
And a broken smile masks her pain
No one knows how torn she is
But that's just as she intends
She thinks that maybe, if everyone else was blind
Perhaps she did not have to see
But when she returns to her dark asylum
She can't look away
Her reflection stares back at her blankly
Encased by a stranger with similar looks
Only with shadows beneath her eyes
Once so bright with life, now flat and bleak
And a hollowness to her cheeks
Before were rosy red, replaced by a ghost
Lips pale and chapped from a nervous gnawing
Like the anxiety clawing in her belly
Her arms ache with lingering fire
But the chill in her bones numb her worries
She chokes down a moan as she tends to her thin lacerations
Stifling a cry as she pours more pain
Called to dinner, she hurries in a panic
"Eat your greens" she's told
But she would rather inhale
And float above the sky
She needs an escape, but sees just one way out
She thinks "If only someone knew..."
But she knows no one can see
Because no one can understand
The same routine every time
"It's only a phase, you're just being dramatic"
And how she hopes they spoke the truth
But they're just lies, lost dreams and wishful thinking
Because now she's thinking to herself
"What if I went a little deeper?"
"What if I made my own escape?"
"Who would miss me?"
With a hardened heart, she slashes deep
Tearing open fresh wounds
All her shattered pain spilling across the floor
Her voice cracks with a scream
The mirror the last thing she sees
Her eyes swimming in tears
"The pain will stop soon..."
She thinks as her knees give way
Found cold, broken, and bloody
Shock courses through her family
And they cry to themselves
"How could we not have known?"
You do know, and you do see
You just did not wish to hear
Her silence resonates in their minds
How could you not have heard?
A silence is the loudest cry
And a smile is the best disguise
How could you not have seen?
Her shattered pieces lay everywhere
If you did not hear me before
Then hear me now!
Please, just hear my
Silence...
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Author's notes: This was a poem I wrote for my English class senior year of high school and its been a few years since I've graduated so I just wanted to say, things do get better. Suicide is never the answer. There will always be somebody that loves you. I love you <3
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