Knives And Pens

Sara Standridge

Sitting in my dark filled room
The only sound that is heard is the rain falling outside
Even though I'm alone I still hide my tear stained face
The clock flashes 12:01 which means another day of hell is gone and soon another will replace it.

No one knows how much I suffer in my own pain
Instead of someone saying its gonna be okay and help me up off the ground
I'm pushed to the ground and called names which none of them are my own

I don't know what I did to deserve this
But, I Guess I must have done something to cause it
thinking of the day I've had I blink my eyes to fight back the tears which burn my eyes.

I lie on my floor not even bothering to get in bed
a song I love dearly pops into my head
I hear this song every time I wanna end it all
it reminds me not to give up and get back up when I fall

"One final Fight for this tonight
With knives and pens we made our plight
I cant go on without your love, you lost, you never held on
we tired our best turn out the light"

I smile and close my eyes and drift into my own little nightmare