You Don't Know!!
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You dont know when my skin crawls at a single thought. WRITTEN BY Maria Storhuag-Meyer

By: Maria Storhuag-Meyer

You Don't Know!!

by Maria Storhuag-Meyer

You don’t know what it’s like

You don’t know what it’s like to hate yourself so intensely

To stand in front of the mirror, screaming at yourself

Without a sound because you hate your own voice

To stand there, screaming

Fucking freak! What’s wrong with you?

Cutting yourself up like a piece of meat

Proper drama queen

Stop, please!

There’s no reason for you to be depressed

Still you’re acting like this; you’re so weak

You’re a failure, a hopeless case, you can never feel well

Cause this is who you are

You’re only feeling sorry for yourself

What, are you crying now? Damn, you’re ugly when you’re crying

You’re not worth shit

You’re lying!

You’re not worth the air you breathe

Or the space you take up

Why don’t you just put an end to your misery?

You selfish piece of shit

Thinking only of yourself; of poor little you

How can anyone like you?

Stop tearing me apart!

I am worth something

You don’t know what it’s like

You don’t know what it’s like to wake from your own scream

Flailing in the dark

Kicking at the picture over your bed, so it crashes to the floor

You don’t know what it’s like to be that scared

Scared to sleep

Terrified of dreaming

To sit up in your bed, all lights on, trying not to fall asleep

Stroking your head and your cheek

Telling yourself it’s ok

The dream is over now

So you’re tired

Too tired to eat

Too tired to speak

Too tired to cry

Yet you cry

Until you fall asleep

You don’t know what it’s like

You don’t know what it’s like to be scared they won’t find you

If you finally end it all

Scared you’ll be covered in small, white larvae

Eating you tongue, and your eyes

Before starting on the other soft parts of your body

You don’t know what it’s like to be scared to rot

Knowing it would probably happen, if you took that last step

You don’t know what it’s like

You don’t know what it’s like, to bring a tool wherever you go

Just in case

In case you have to cut to keep you from vanishing

From loosing yourself

When the burning is like a hand to hold on to

A hand you can squeeze, hard, and be told «sssh»

«it’s ok – I’m here – I won’t let you float off»

You don’t know what it’s like, wanting to gut yourself like a fish

To wash away all the dirt inside

Wanting to throw up everything

Kidneys, lungs, heart

To squeeze your head until it yields

And you can destroy what’s inside

You don’t know what it’s like to picture all the women you pass

Inanimate, their mouths open

You don’t know what it’s like to picture all the men you pass

Unzipping their pants

Stuffing in whatever they want to stuff in

Until they spray the dolls’ faces

Or white slime runs out of the lifeless mouths

You don’t know what it’s like to fight off invisible hands

that try to push you down, pin you to the floor

You can’t fight invisible hands

So they stay

And you can feel the pressure on your head, like you can feel the waves against your body after a long day on the beach

You can’t fight the waves

You don’t know what it’s like

You don’t know what it’s like when past, present and future

You, me, others

Are all mixed up, the divides erased

When everything that’s ever been done and everything that will be

Are taken out of context

Floating around in an empty void, independent of time and space

Existing like solid objects, until no person is ever harmed again

And that, until then, the only things that’s real

Is the hurt

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