One cut after another on my wrist,

Just an attempt to escape this never ending mist..

To feed the demon in my head,

I have to do this to keep him at rest,

He suffocates me, blinds me with tear,

My own family walks away as if they don't care..

So I build my walls even higher,

I let nobody in,

My soul's a scary dark place,

And loneliness kills me from within,

My wrist aches and I feel the pain,

But it's always less than one I feel in my brain!

I see people of my age laughing and I wonder why,

Why demons didn't choose them but I ?

Shush, don't scream..people will know,

I died ages back and nobody saw!

But still I close the door and lay on bed,

Again, lonely tears I shed.

Nobody cares about the way I feel,

They just expect me to heal,

Heal from the pain, this chaos,

Another suicidal thought in my mind just crossed,

I don't know why I am writing this but it sets me free,

Like small birds get their home on a tree,

World is a cruel place is what I felt,

But home isn't safe either is what I dealt.

My own people can't see my pain,

Where strangers still ask me about why my eyes rain.

Mum once said I should be her bestfriend,

How could she not see my scars, then?

Living a life with nothing to gain,

Another sleepless night, might drive me insane,

All my life, my cries were muted,

For I was the responsible one,

I lost my childhood,

For gem to become,

But I was unaware...unaware of what that word meant and so I suffered,

I was a gem till I was getting marks,

And a failure as I lost those to dark,

This dark , deep pit, the place so cold,

The place which you call my soul.

The hard work I put in , only I know,

For my struggle to live, I don't show,

They cut my heart,

Ring out of my chest,

Making me believe,

That these demons know the best.