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The loneliest thing I know
As I sit recalling the past
A lost little girl all alone
Whishing for peace at last.

The loneliest thing I know
Used to be myself
And I probably wouldn’t have made it
If my friends hadn’t helped

My feelings and memories are like hurricane.
I’m alone, scared during this storm and as the tears run down my face
Seems like there is no way in stopping the intolerable emotions pain, and frustration
That the world puts on my shoulders.

It just seems like death has been and will be around me anyway.
I hear no birds singing their joyful songs or the laughter of young children
Being able to enjoy life without a care.

You have never been able to see, in reality what has been happening inside me. Can you handle the truth? Can you handle the pain I have felt and dealt with by myself for many years?

When I see myself in the mirror, I can’t see the joy I once felt.
That joy has been taken away since I can remember, I just turn my head as quick as possible for i do not want to see what I’m actually trying to hide. The quickest way to solve my problems once I’m gone. But will they really be solved or will they become a burden to those I still love? In the end will you miss me after I have cried my last tears?

A big smile and bright blue eyes, was how my secret safely slept.
I did good hiding my depression for a while, locked in my room while i wept. Lost because acquaintances weren’t true friends. But the saddest thing I recall was whishing for the end.

Tears bottled up, she’s going to explode, trying not to let them fall, or let emotion show. Hurting inside... there’s no one to talk to. They say” oh she’s just a teen”, but they don’t know what I’m going through.

I try to explain, but they don’t understand tears in my eyes.
I go to bed crying and wake up to a whole new day, hoping it will be better, but i find out it’s all still the same or maybe just a little worse.

Full of anger and sadness, it’s tearing me apart. I try not to show it, but it’s killing my heart.

You were foretold in the future but you didn’t heed it, now, all you can do is wonder.’ Where’s death when I need it?’

Your breathing is heavy, you’re coughing and wheezing, your stomach’s in a knot and you feel like you’re freezing.

You know the result, you know the stakes; every joint hurts, your whole body aches.

This thought comes almost every-day, soon enough it will be the end i cry almost every minute. So much pain, so much hurt.

Black sun rays fall upon my soul casting dark shadows causing it to become withered and grow cold, my skin starts pealing away showing the real me in an ugly way. Today just the same; tomorrow just the same, yesterday is gone, but the pain will never go away.

The clock hands are ticking backwards it seems things that have happened in the past seem to be coming back. Driving the razor blades into my unholy flesh leaving me here naked and bare, striped away from all what makes me sane now drowning in the sorrow of the black sun rays.

THE END!!!
By Stacey Green

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