Pain I was in..

No one knows that pain and agony I feel,
I keep it hidden behind laughs and smiles,
Everyone thinks I'm ok,
but these wounds just wont heal.

So every night I take the blade,
and place it to my wrist,
I push it down deep inside,
wishing this pain did not exist.

No one seems to notice,
no one seems to care,
though I want them to know,
this pain I cannot share.

So one day it will finally happen,
it will be the end,
I will take my life in my own hands,
and do what I intend.

They will find me on the floor,
with a razor clutched in my palm,
they will then know the pain I felt,
and that my life wasn't so calm.

They will see the scars,
upon my wrist,
knowing that my life,
had so many twists.

Then maybe they will finally know,
that deep down I was in pain,
then they will finally know,
no one will hurt me again.

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