The pain that we hide

This is a poem that came to be while I was doing homework.

No one can ever see the pain that we hide inside. They do not see the pain that we are forced to swallow every day. Our fear is our own; they don't want to know about us. Why should they be involved? Why should we show them what we must deal with each day of our lives?

We live our whole lives in confusion and fear. And yet they still don't care. Inside we are being torn apart each and every day. And yet they still don't bother with us. Half of us is alive but another half is dead. We all must live with the feeling of disgust to ourselves. And they don't shed a single tear...

The thing that can help, the thing that can heal. Are the flames or a blade and the sting of the steel. The destruction of skin, the shed of blood symbolizes the death of a part of your soul. With each slash, with each burn you lose a part of your soul.

And yet....the pain is still there ......the feeling of being Alone......

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Death Girl]

i love this I really do. nicely written and relateable.

[Adam Justice]

I definitely hear you on this one, Love. I fight that battle every damn day.

[RainDancer1997]

Few grammar mistakes but no biggy:) Sometimes people think they know how we feel and they don't come close. P.S I'm a huge Andy Sixx fan:D

[Anna]

I like this! Other than grammatical errors I'm not sure you care are there, it's a cool poem such thing :)

[Sumaid Qaiser]

It's quite amazing that you got your inspiration while doing homework and your poem about the experience of pain is really good ?? How did you just sum up your inspiration into words?

[Dr.Who.LOVER]

I think I was honestly just listening to music and it just came to me.

[KeeD]

First a question :P did you get your home work done? heh.
The way we writers get inspiration at random times is quite amazing, This poem is like a fortress for the vulnerable hearts, Legions will attack but the barricades will stand another day. Tear our walls down from the inside out, we try to meet an early escape just to not deal with the pain for another day but we notice that when the walls crumble down, we stand alone, still hurt on a desolate castle ground.
Impressive writing, for my first read of you i'm definitely wanting to read more, liked it a lot.

[Dr.Who.LOVER]

Yes i did get my homework done, the next day...5 minutes before it was due XD I feel like the walls are always there and whether we decide to rebuild them stronger or weaker, let people in or not is a tough choice. I'm so glad you liked it

[Luke Rawlings]

I erred a little on the side of the structure, but the content is very good and does my favourite thing: provokes those trusty ol' thoughts. A good piece, well done! :D

[Donovan "Grey Wolf" Go..]

This is amazing poetry :) keep up the good work and also knives and pens is amazing lol that is all.

[Saumya]

very effective.....!!!!
well done..!!!