 | My wrists are screaming,
Begging and pleading.
Asking me why,
Asking me not to lie.
Wondering over and over again,
Why them?
Why do they bleed?
How come no one sees?
The continuously scream,
Just scream and scream, then bleed and bleed.
They’re hollow and empty,
Wishing to be free.
They meet the blade every day
And every day the blade will say,
You’re worthless and no one cares.
They barely notice you’re there.
Everyone walks on by,
Never wondering why.
Then my wrists burst out and cry,
Screaming of how that’s a lie.
Telling me not to listen.
Telling the blade to stop to glisten.
But then the blade drives into them,
Keeping them quiet once again.
And in the end I disappear-
No longer here.
One last slit and I am gone.
No one has noticed all along.
Written by Mallory
Submitted by Mallory |  |
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