I am

I am sitting here screaming, as the moon fades by the night's mists.
I am rocking back and forth, as the numb foreboding within my heart weakens me.
I am counting the scars, as I remember each memory that succeeded in keeping them.
I am crying in silence, as the laughter continues behind closed doors.

I am the lost little girl, that never found home.
I am the darkness, that never stops searching for the light.
I am the tear drop, that shall never be shed.
I am the sadness, that never leaves your hearts.

I am, what I am, and that hurts me the most.