Crying Out!

It's been 2 weeks and 3 days, since anybody asked me if I was okay,

It's been 6 month and 1 week, since my happy feelings were out of reach,

I'm just a girl, I'm not asking for any sympathy,

I am a curse, I'm like a broken teenager symphony.

I last recognized my smiling face, when a loving home was my happy place,

Now a shadow, behind my own reflection,

Now a ghost, telling my own confession,

A father, a cheater!

A mother, a drinker!

A sister, a user!

Me...

Just a loser.

I don't heal,

I just hurt,

Hurt for something,

Scared to talk,

Dare to be heard?

I feel everything,

When I scratch my skin, I just want to forget the sadness,

When I see the running blood, I start to become a little breathless,

Drip...

Drip...

I'm crying,

I'm crying out!

I need holding,

Need consoling,

Sitting alone, terrified! of what I might do next,

I just can't talk! I don't want them thinking I'm a pest,

Maybe if I talk and open up, I won't think of my last breath,

I'm on my bathroom floor, red stained clothes getting wet.

Let it go,

It controls me,

Let it go,

It consumes me,

Still, I'm just a little girl,

To become, someone's world,

I need to live and learn,

To be brave, not masquerade,

So please...

Look my way,

Ask if I'm okay,

You never know,

This, might be my last day...