MissWrite726
Well-known member
So feeling worthless is not new to me. Worthlessness is an old enemy met long ago and never forgotten. I feel as though there is nothing holding me here on this planet. I am being sucked out into a void where there is nothing but silence and loneliness and I have nothing to hold on to. I am grabbing at things as they pass me but they never stop. No one ever stops to help the girl out of the wreckage because no one cares who she is or why she is there. There is nothing in this world worse than being alone. Out of the literal billions of people in the world being alone as one of them is disgusting. I feel like I am running but standing still beating myself against a brick wall until I am bleeding screaming but no one hears me. No one notices me. Standing in the middle of the street to see if someone stops before they hit me though I only ever did that once. The silent scream is the most painful one. It has nothing to do with your age or sex or religion or anything because when it comes down to it it doesn't single you out. The worst part of it is that loneliness itself doesn't even care who you are or if you are good or anything it just looks for anything or anyone it can tear down.
Standing in the crowd
Silent but so loud
Screaming you don't hear me
Broken and bleeding
Why have you come to me
What is your purpose here
I am nothing to you
Yet you keep driving through
Will someone stop for me
Long enough to see
Through the mess and through the pain
The person in the wreckage train
If the world doesn't care
If no one comes for me
I'll sit here as I bleed
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
What is it why have you why can't you why can't you
See me or hear me or feel me or help me
After all the suffering
Shoved down and cowering
In the end is it you or me
Which one is worthless
Do you see
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
Standing in the crowd
Silent but so loud
Screaming you don't hear me
Broken and bleeding
Why have you come to me
What is your purpose here
I am nothing to you
Yet you keep driving through
Will someone stop for me
Long enough to see
Through the mess and through the pain
The person in the wreckage train
If the world doesn't care
If no one comes for me
I'll sit here as I bleed
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
What is it why have you why can't you why can't you
See me or hear me or feel me or help me
After all the suffering
Shoved down and cowering
In the end is it you or me
Which one is worthless
Do you see
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy
Pleading for mercy