To not be heard.
To not feel the pain.
No one there.
Not one by your side.
To listen to the screams you cry on the inside.
Not to see your hurt, your sorrow.
To hide from everyone around you.
Hide what you are or what who you are.
No truth in ones life.
You scream out but no one to come and help.
No help until you snap.
And you are gone.
To breath ice cold air.
Darkness surrounds you.
All there is, is silence
but the smooth sound of each breath you take.
Alone, just you.
Not one to care about you.
Not one to be there for you.
Alone and only alone.
Still screaming on the inside until you snap.