Invisible

An ugly little girl
in a big beautiful world
no one had time for her.
screaming at the top of her lungs
and no one seems to care,
no one even knows shes there.
The world keeps turning
although she is standing still.
she sits on the floor
knife in hand
blood streaming down her arms.
she trys to fight it
but the blissful pain keeps coming.
she loves the scarlet stains on the wall.
all her pain and sorrow goes away
at least for that moment
of that day.
she covers the cuts
with a crimson-stained rag.
she closes her eyes in ecstacy
as daja vu sweeps over her.
looking at the rag,
remembering
the hurt
the pain
DECEPTION.