the pain, it burns
it burns hot oh my god
I can't take much more of it but
I don't want it to end.
the tears sting in my eyes
I want them to go away but
not down my face
just back the way they came and I want
no more to replace them.
each time something like this happens
the idea grows in me again
to end my life just so what you would say and do
if it happened would be said and done.
physical scars are left by attempts;
if invisible scars are left by ideas,
my body is covered with them.
my skin.
I've shown too much,
I've shown too many of those scars.
you WHORE!
look at what you do to me.

I ask that you look at what you can't see,
but you only look through it.
that's all you know how to do.
and you still see nothing,
because my scars are invisible,
on my skin, and in my eyes.