More poems by HiddenBehindHerSmile

Silently Suffering

With a heart so dead and broken,
No love was to be known,
The girl that’s never spoken,
Spends her hurt-filled days alone,

She has always been so lonely,
Through her dark and painful days,
She needed someone’s help,
To end her hating ways.

When cutting her blood red wrists,
She slowly begins to weep,
She curls herself into a tight ball,
And cries her self to sleep.

She needs help, to break the curse,
Of being forever lonely,
And making herself feel worse,
But she thinks to herself 'If only, If only'