Out of Sight Out of Mind

Silence
Only tears
As I press the blade
Against my pale skin

Red
The blood flows
From the wounds
Echoing my inner pain

Satisfaction
As I feel the knife
Slicing into me
I only deserve pain

Anguish
As I realize what I've done
I feel accomplishment
As I gaze at the marks upon my skin

Stares
People are horrified
Don't understand why
Neither do I

All I understand is the false pain I seem to release
Once I cut then cry
Not from the cuts because they don't hurt anymore
It's from the pain of my worthless life that I have to endure
Feeling hopeless and pathetic isn't the word
All i ever wanted was to be loved and heard
But yet all I got was pushed and shoves and doors closed

But now I'm free
I finally have someone to love me
Someone who really listens
To bad I had to commit suicide
Before they heard my cry.

This was inspired by some of the things that people have told me about their life I hope I didn't offend anyone. Comment are gladly appreciated.