Im left in this sorrow.

A room filled with silence
shielded from violence
many are protected.
but many feel neglected.
somebody needs to speak
there has been silence all week

if thats the way it has to be
maybe i will just leave
will you follow?
or sit there soaking in your sorrow.

is anybody going to leave tomorrow?
i hate you all.
i wish you would trip and fall.

no, cut thought MY flesh.
i want to taste sweet death.
i want to see my blood pour out.
i promise i won't shout.
can you hear me out?

my thoughts are gone i can't even think.
and my eyes why won't they blink?

nobody can hate me.
as much as i hate myself.
do you hear me yell?
these words i tell.