When you hide behind your shadows,
no one knows the sadness
that lurks so deeply within'.
None sense when you've met
the point of your no return,
the moment you decide its fruitless.
These fears I keep hidden,
slowly come to my surface,
yet still remain invisible.
They don't know the utter disgust
that permeates your being,
upon each new awakening day.
For the night before,
you've again prayed death
only to rise once again to this life.
To them, its uncomprehensible
to feel such darkened emotions,
to endure such constant pains.
And so they choose to ignore
what you know as misery,
what you know as sure existance.
Emptiness fills you up,
leaving no room for wistfulness,
nor foolish dreams.
Inner solitude has become,
your only true companion
and the only one who hears your cries.
Selective deafness,
rings loudly in ears of those who hear,
yet only look away.
In my circle of friends,
there is only me
and even she has become my enemy.
No one knows,
nor cares.
No one even tries...