No Painyou see no mark upon my skinyou see no tear in my eyeyou see no sign of paintherefor I must not be in painI must not cry myselfto sleep at nightor wake up screamingbecause of haunted dreamsI must not pull the bladeacross my skinand hope that one dayit drives in deeperI must not fear the darknessor shudder at the thought of silenceI must not hide myself fromlife and prying eyes thatjudge your worth as a personupon the shine of your smileyou hear no gasp escape my mouthyou hear no horror tale from my pastyou hear no words of paintherefor I must not be in painI must not scream so loud it's silentor throw things against mybedroom wallsI must not kick and screamand punch things that no one else can seeI must not drown myselfin the brown bagged bottlein the hopes that i will forgetor tie the rope around my neckand pray i find the courage topull it tighteryou don't see or hear my paintherefor you think i feel no painyou see what I choose for you to seeyou h
painYour eyes reflect your painthey do reflect your fearsYou try to hide it all insidebut through your eyes I see the feelings you cannot hideStop living a lietake your mask off and show me who you are insideI know you're fragile and weaki know it's love that you seekDon't you know you're already mine?Your cowardness was so bigthat you didn't even have the guts to say goodbyeYour eyes reflect your painthey do reflect your fearsWhy are you so afraid of me?Don't you wanna be happy?My love is not obsessionyou were my life, you were my passionSometimes I hate you so muchI wish you would fucking dieYour eyes reflect MY painThis pain I cannot hide...
This PainTears roll down my face,As I cut myself,To release the pain.It hurts so much,But feels so good.The pain is draining from me,In drops of blood.As I watch my pain leave from me,I think,"How can this be,That I have so much painWhen I'm only merely 16?".Then I remember the past that I've had,Memories of yelling,slamming doors,all the awful scars.I've cried too much,I've hated so many,That I don't think people will ever get me.I come back from my world of thoughtsAnd realize that I've bled too much,It's all over the counter,It's becoming messy,But I don't care.I just want this pain out of me.I'm starting to think that I can't go on,That maybe I should cut deeperTill there is no more pain or blood,But then I remember,That I may have a future.I'll just have to wait out this painAnd let the blood dry up.
PainPain so normal to me.Physical, Mental, and Verbul pain, abuse.The physical pain I do my self.The cutting the scratching jst to feel the pain.The mental pain from my family, my parents and there fights.The verbal pain form people in school who hate me dont like the way I look if im not up to there standders.I've been through it all.But im use to it.The physical pain atleast.