Some things hide behind.
Cloaked within the darkness.
Held from all your eyes.
Held from all your hearts.
The hurt, the pain...
The sorrow kept inside.
I don’t need your sympathy.
I only need your love.
Daddy beats me.
But that’s okay.
I’ve been used.
Abused.
I’m okay.
But to not be loved...
The emotions deep.
I need you here.
By my side.
Where are you now?
With someone else.
I feel alone.
Neglected.
Useless.
No one cares.
Why should they?
I hurt the ones that I love the most.
I’m hurt.
It hurts to hurt you.
All of you.
I don’t want it.
You don’t need it.
Love.
Cynical, maniacal.
Down right nasty.
Do I love you?
Why.
Unreasonable.
Cruel.
What you are to me.
You hurt me.
Kill me.
Inside and out.
What should I do.
Why such feelings?
Do I love you?
You hurt me so.
I do.
Why?
Keep it all hidden within.
Some things hide behind.
Cloaked within the darkness.
These are the things,
The things you do not know.
Do not understand.
These are the things,
The things you cannot see.
