Scars

Thoughts

Knives and Swords,

Can't touch me anymore.

Words that roar,

Bubbling from the angry soul.

Screaming.

Crying.

Pleading.

Begging.

No one listens.

No one cares.

My heart pounds and my chest heaves

No one gives a second glance.

I have everything.

I have nothing.

I am okay.

I am fine.

I am about to burst.

The fire below beckons me

I fall in a deep pit.

I can't get out.

I can't stop.

Help me, I scream.

Help me, but no one's listening.

~

It's funny,

how people listen to you only when you aren't there.

Who am I?

Who listens? Who cares?

~

I almost take the step.

Almost.

But I can't.

'Coz I know who's there for me

I know I have someone.

I have me.

I'm there for me.

And I won't let the selfish world crumble me

And for now,

that's all that matters.