Oh and the next chapter of Choices and Consequences will be posted tomorrow.********
Alone
Day after day, you can hear the taunts
And there is nothing you can do.
For you cannot control what people say
Or what they chose to believe.
At first you struggle on, refusing to be beaten.
But gradually you grow tired of fighting.
It’s difficult to talk about your feelings,
So you keep them hidden to protect the ones you love.
And the anger, the pain, the loneliness
All gets locked away inside of you.
But that never makes them disappear
They just keep growing and growing.
Until one day you can take no more.
And you discover another way to show your pain.
Involving knives and razors and blood
And scars that will never completely fade.
Only these scars aren’t inside
They are on the outside for all to see.
To you it makes perfect sense.
You feel lost and alone and no one seems to care.
Doing it makes you feel at peace for a moment
Allows to you release your anger and
Gives you some comfort when things get too much.
However, other people never see it that way.
When they see the scars, they begin to ask questions.
Leaving you unsure of whether to tell the truth
Or try to cover it up.
They try to tell you that they care, but you can’t believe them.
No one cares, no one has ever cared.
And they could never understand anyway.
So you struggle on alone
Battling with a problem that is out of control
And yet unsure of how to ask for help.
Those scars on your body show the inner pain and anger
That you know no other way to express.
But many people can’t understand.
They say that you do it for attention
That you are crazy and a freak.
So you have no choice but to withdraw from them
Try to shut out their laughter and their cruel remarks
And to struggle on as you have always done.
Alone…
