My quiet voice calling out for help gets drowned out by the voices telling me I deserve this
The tears fall silently down my face in the darkness as I look for the helping hand that will never come
The blood trickles down my arm as I look for a Band-Aid to heal that I will never find
I see all the pain I’ve caused flash in front of my face and I fall back from my sitting position, letting my head hit the hard ground
The Silent Suffering continues as I wait for death to come and put me out of my misery
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