salty wet tears
among the crimson red
sitting in shame
strawberry gashes
the marks she leaves are quiet screams
reminding her she trapped within herself
reminding her of what shes become
hate
for what she is
hate for what she will always be
her lifes essence splatters the crisp white pages
nothing to show
no one to care
doesnt share her pain or unhappiness with others
....especially him
tears well
shes realized he doesnt need to know
to know of her pain
or of her past
the hate she has for herself
must stay locked within her forever
she runs the sharp edge over her leg
down and back again
he should never know, never
he musn't know
she is one silent scream
suffering from her malcontent and secrets
watching the love for herself
drip, one . a t . a . time
she . is . one . silent . scream