People know I am in pain but they don’t care to help me. They just pretend nothing is wrong. I feel invisible. Cutting seems the only way to ease the pain. Attempting it has been on my mind for years. My parents don’t give a damn about me. They don’t seem to care. I look out the window as we drove down the road and wondered what if that was me. On the side there they lay. Upon them they have others eating and nipping at them. I wish it was me laying on the side of the road. Wish they could change places with me.
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You say no one cares. You’re right, I do care. Many feel the pain. Many feel invisible. Family hates you, “friends” let you bleed. I know how it is. To want to switch places with the dead. Trust me, if you even listen, you are important. You will be great one day. You are an Angel of Darkness, who has yet to find their Knight of Shadows. You will find them if you stay. One person that will do anything for you. Do everything for you.
Yes, noone cares, so make them care!