Who hears the silent crimson screams of pain
It was not the one who birthed me of want
Her ears were closed to any of my cries
I yanked on her dress please please hear
I need to tell you why I am this way
She looks past me to a place I am no more
Where only happy times shine her way
And I am alone so very all alone silenced
Silence became my very best friend
In darkness we would place loud games
Where screams run free and tears allowed
In a garden where pieces of me run free
And we all comfort one another in turn
I am broken why can’t you see me?
For I am invisible, unworthy of your love
One day you will see me in all my pieces
Not when you are here, when you go away
And all you are to me is a memory of hurt
And you can’t take back all that was
But I can give to me my pieces completion
And become whole again in loving me just me