I Am Who I Am

another in the darkest times series

I am a child who dreams of escaping hell.
I wish that someone will hear my screams.
I hear the screams of a lonely child dieing.
I dream of someday getting out of this hell on earth.
Why do I scream for help when all that comes back are the silent echos of my voice.
People try to change me.
No one understands the pain I go through.
Why does no one care.
Kill me.
Please end my suffering.
But what you don't know is......
I cannot die.
Because.....
I am already dead.
You cannot hear my echoing screams.
Because....
No one can hear the dead.
All this never ending pain I feel.
Is permanent.
I am a child who can no longer be born.
I am.......
Nothing.....
I am a child who dreams of escaping hell.

Author's Note

i wrote this poem one day because i was very depressed and thought that no one cared about me. and its true no one does care about me i am cold and alone and there is no one in my life to help me escape this hell on earth.