Fan Fiction ❯ Poetry section ❯ Cutting ( Chapter 6 )

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Cutting
 
 
 
Her wrists slashed open
Life pouring out mercilessly
Her soul emptying with every drop
Every cut
Every sharp pain
 
Nothing can help her
She won't listen
None of her friends know
Just a few do
Just a few cry for her at night
 
Hoping that at the end of day
It won't be the last time they see her
See her laugh, smile and talk
With a hidden sadness
Wrenching her heart
 
And cutting her inside and out
Is her pain
Her sorrow
Her misery
Her despair
 
Nothing can help
She won't stop
Not for a friend
Not for her sister
Who doesn't even know
 
Nothing will raise her
Make her smile
Without going home to pain
To Crying
To feeling useless inside
 
Too Emotional
Too sympathetic
Too soft
Cry too easily
Breaks down at nothing
 
I can't help it
I have to cry
I need to let it out
Or I would die inside
Turn into an empty shell
 
Even though I cry
It's never in front of anyone
I'm always alone
Afraid to show how soft
How fragile I can be
 
I cry at home into my pillow
Into my words
At school in the bathroom
Sobbing into my jacket
Feeling sorrow for all my friends
 
Calm and controlled
It's how I act
Not how I feel
Not how I want to feel
Not how I am able to feel
 
Yet, they always say
Quiet is always better
Easier to talk to but
What if you're the quiet one
The one to whom everyone admits pain
 
I am the soul keeper