Blood

A Poem by Denver T.

A lonely soul and a cold heart

I fight myself to stay alive
People scream at me to die

The shadows in my head
The monsters under my bed
They talk to me as if they were real

I hide behind my blanket as if it was to secure me from the pain that holds my heart together

They all laugh at me while i cry quietly
Holding my legs and asking to go to a better
place

Hoping i stop being dragged around by those who wish to tell me how to live

I wish
I hope
I pray
I cry...
I bleed...
I say...goodbye

To those who once loved me as a person now hating me as if i was their enemy
Im sorry

To my loved ones who held me at night while i screamed in terror that the man with glasses would beat me again
Im sorry

A never ending suffering

Quietly sleeping for eternity in the corner in a puddle of my own fluids
Sweat
Tears...
Blood...