Emotionally hurt but scars are physical
Emotionally drained,
I’ve failed everything and everyone
For how long will I suffer,
Trying to make things right and not succeeding?
For how long will I have to keep quiet?

Writing this, pouring my heart out,
Heart bleeding and yet no one
Seems to understand this pain I feel
For all who have eyes,
I believe they see the scars,
Tears and sorrows
Of everyday life,
Though they choose to ignore them
They choose to ignore looking and giving a helping hand
It has taken me longer to write this
More than any other work I’ve written
I wrote with blood flowing down my face
As I fell into pieces