No hears my muffled screams
Or my silent plead
This was never in my dreams
So may this warn of it's mislead

I cry out, but no one hears
I close off, but no one sees
Actions talk if people had ears

Lies become truth
Friendship comes with a cost
Shallow is my breathing, tell me the truth
For without it I'm lost

Hold me close but still at arms length
I found comfort with a blade
Take breath
And hear my charade

I self harm and never thought I would, but there is hope to stop, I'm currently trying to stop.

By Mish, 15