No name

Crying for help

unheard,
unnoticed.
Left to fend for myself

unsheltered,
unloved.
Cruel is the world,
turns me away at the door.
Silenced is my voice,
numb is my mind,
helpless is my soul.
Scared and alone
I find a way,
death is not cruel...



Ruptured Sanctity

You thrust into my sacred cavern.
Revealing me to the world.
Invading the privacy of my body.
Molding my flesh with yours.
Bound not by love but by force.
Ripped and shaped to your contours.
Confused, frightened, and heart broken.
My pleas turn to whimpers,
my heart turns to stone.


Despair
The lower I sink in the depths of despair,
the less my "friends" seem to care.
They are all living in reality.
But why should I be?
If I'm the only one who really sees me.
They see me alive, I feel as though I'm dead.
What are these feelings, are they all in my head.


Sorrow

Neverending sorrow is like a fiery breath,
pushing you forward to the brink of death.

Filling you up with a pain so deep,
keeping you awake, never letting you sleep.

The claws of death, grasping so tight,
Not leaving you the priceless energy to fight.

You dig your own grave as it eats at your soul,
the more grief overtakes you the bigger the hole.

Till the day comes when you can't stand the pain,
and you take something away you can never regain.