Those tears

Please vote this poem means alot 2 me please

‘All those tears’ they say
‘will be replaced on the day you die’
No one loves me enough to cry
That ocean I have cried.
My end is soon
I can feel it
It plays constantly in my mind
Driving me to the brink of snapping
My face twisting turning
My mind hurting me
I see my blood on the walls my body on the floor
My hair ripped from my scalp
Claw marks on my arms
Stubby nails, covered in blood, dirt and ink.
My neck. Left clear
Skin white porcelain
Against grey, black and red.
My face covered in scratches
My cheeks hollowed out with a knife
My eyes cold angry slits
Will you look at me then?
Then and only then you
Will care
Then and only then you
Will say sorry.
You will bargain with God
‘Bring her back…I will never scream again….
Bring my baby back!’
Or maybe you don’t care
Joy will seep your every pore.
But, I won’t ever leave you
My spirit will haunt
Your soul.
You may not like me now
But you will despise me soon
Very
Soon.