Seeping through the wooden floor

The pain built up inside
Wanted to let my mind run free
So digging a little into my wrist
Just letting a little of the pain ease
Making my life a little easier
Letting it breeze

Thought one would help
Thought two would help
Thought three would help
Four…craving for a little more
Blood seeping into the wooden floor
Still craving for just a little more

Covering up what I did
Trying to hide my pain everyday
Never meant to say what I said
Never meant to do what I did

I try hard, I really do
Closing my eyes not showing
The tears seeping through
I never wanted to cry
But it was the only way…

I go to my friends for help
They tell me what not to do
Then they go and do it
Saying they care and are trying to help
When all they are doing is shoving me away

I don’t know if you can see or not
You may be blind like everyone else
On the inside I’m scared, alone, and crying
On the outside you see a happy person
If only you knew what my past holds

Everyone said, “I’m sorry”
Everyone tried to comfort me
Everyone but one person
The one person I needed the most